Dream? Movie? Life?

Bits and pieces my Dreams come only in flashes Dashes of Techicolour and Surround sound can’t be Dreams my eyes are open No scents in dreams Just endless reels This movie love Story keeps playing Every night no white Horses or sword fights Or kisses exchanged Under rain soaked street Lamps on forbidden corners Not Award worthy actors Reciting make-believe passion Less phrases the daises in this Movie are real Lilies Growth steady call our Love real oak trees But our feelings aren’t Planted seeds no role Leads to win Random prayers forgive Our sins e-mails text Messaged from our ten lips Each Kissing keys early into Morning hours writing Screenplays of the past hours Simple phrases like “Baby I just had my shower” Shower hot water feelings Even from cold water Pipes 3000 miles away New movies released 3000 Times a day means I Fell in love with You 3000 times Tonight snuggled on The Couch we made love Again the moment your new E-mail clicked “Message Sent” My nose tickled by your Long forgotten scent Images of G-L-O-R-Y My super hero in the Stories life writes us But this isn’t a story These are my dreams This is my life