Dream
All dreams are made to forget;
to spend just one night in your bed,
and,
like a dream,
you were for me.
Here,
until I woke up,
and found you,
beyond my grasp,
would disappear.
Quicksand
Sometimes talking is like stepping into quicksand, the more you say, the deeper you sink.
Fools
You can never become someone your not, but you can fool yourself into believing it, and this can last a lifetime.

Dream, Quicksand, Fools
By Vincent Van Zandvoort | Poetry / Prose | 26 Oct 2021
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