Would you say you found
What you were looking for
Did expectations meet your need
Was the other side of her rainbow
As picturesque as painted dreams
Does fantasy converge?
With sharp eloquence of reality
Or do dew drops gleam with
Promise of more
Refracting off broken dreams?
In caffeinated lucidity, dimly surreal
Morning’s beams and cigarette ends
Her form, still budding below
Last night’s untamed sheets…
Eyes arriving at first light
She’s not what you remember from last night
Did expectations meet your need?
Do cloudy dew drops yearn for
So much more than
Muted rubble of ship wrecked dreams?