"Just Your Average Dreamer"(entry#3 dream series)

Just Your Average Dreamer

It’s a beautiful day, blue skies are what you make of them.
The breezes won’t blow your back away if you face the wind.
Chasing sins or making them…
It’s not the same when you’re fast asleep and you rake them in.

No governing bodies with which you need to make amends.
I could be anything…a chameleon in the make of men.
I could be a king or a burglar breaking in…
Set my sights on family heirlooms and escape with them.

No consequences for homosapiens.

Drape me in…
a suit of armor…I’m a warrior
or a suited charmer on a storied perch…
in a suit of karma…womanizing…dating euphoria.
Step in time…this tune is well suited giving glory birth.

So always and forever when I close my eyes…though it’s no surprise…

I dance to the beat of a different drummer.
I’m hot in the winter it’s Indian summer
Selling pipe dreams but not really a plumber
It’s really a stunner…
The brilliant slumber…
…While…
Resilient numbers of…
Of billions of others…
In serious wonder… 
at the furious colors…
of a dreamscape…which has never been duller
than the sun and moon dining at dusk as lovers.

Yet my dreams aren’t all incognito…under the covers.

As daylight strays away from yesterday’s night…
As high noon’s high looms and sets the way bright..
While sundown’s run down puts away kites…
Till the little star’s twinkle twinkle begins to take sight…

I’m just your average dreamer…
The time to revel in scenes from dreams is always right.