Early Works - Our Love (The Dreams) Part 2

Throughout all creation lovers have dabbled in the past never really knowing what they are looking for or are likely to find, I like all the rest have never found peace, which should come with sleep. Even in a dream world I search and search for an empty promise that was never kept and never will be. For I am a dreamer and dreamers never find the true love that awaits them at the end of a dream. My life is wasted dreaming of improbable causes that never bud and blooms like the flowers in spring and summer. I’m hurt every time I fall only because a fool like me never really deserves love that could make me free of endless dreams. After my fruitless searches, I find a true love, yet cannot fall in case she hurts me. For one more scar cut into my heart would surely end my life. So near the womb of love I must linger but never enter for upon entering and falling I would surely lose all and losing all is the dread I fear. 15 August 1968