falling leaves crash underfoot
our faces were kissed by little soot
or was it just a dream?
we trip, we fall
we break impenetrable walls
or was it just a dream?
winter nightmares are long gone
we smile and hide under the pretty sun
or was it just a dream?
you and I are plagiarized
it was all a lie, and we really died
guess it was just a dream.
- what is reality?
YOU ARE READING
loquacious
Poetrylo·qua·cious /lōˈkwāSHəs/ adjective tending to talk a great deal; talkative. "never loquacious, Sarah was now totally lost for words" (photos in the book aren't mine. credits to the rightful owners.) 5 •7 - 10 • 29
