drawing a dream

i'm drawing a dream
sometimes i fail
when i loose the chalk
and the colour fade


But my sketches remains
stays in my head
it stays while i'm resting
nested in my pores

and I'm drawing a dream
where each line become real
each colour turn vividly clear

your skin can feel it
your lips can taste it
your eyes will flirt when you see it
nothing stay untouched.

so for another dream i will sketch
and for another line i will draw

let's wait and watch it grow
all sketches that come alive