I Have a Dream

To be seen through,
clearly and concisely,
understood,
undeniably.

The transparency of my heart,
the pure beauty on display.
Embracing my personality,
being the light within the day.

My intentions recognized,
beholding my freedom within.
The radiance projecting out,
it glitters on my skin.

My shyness to dissolve.
My voice ringing like a bell
when I sing intricate melodies
the magic requires no spell.

I have a dream to be a fascination,
quietly loved by a someone.
To be the one to pull the heart-strings,
so we both may be undone.

I long to be accepted,
to be treated like a treasure.
I have a dream to be loved
without giving a grand gesture.

When they look at me they are overcome
with gratitude and desire.
I can be the spark in the dryness
that ignites their inner fire.

I long to star inside his dream,
while he slumbers in space’s canopy.
As we’re racing through the stars and dust
breaking Earth’s conditioned insanity.

I have a dream of reciprocity,
I want the real me to be known.
I have a dream to be loved for me, as is,
so I don’t ever feel alone.