The Day Reality Asked Dreams For a Dance
On the day Reality asked Dreams for a dance. But Dreams declined. "You are often crude and would step on my hopeful feet." Reality straightened his tie with the fate prints. "You never take a chance. This joyous dancefloor awaits us. Would you let a few sore toes get in the way of becoming yourself?" Dreams folded her arms. "Today yes. Tomorrow maybe" Reality snickered "You always talk of tomorrow like he'll walk in the door, kiss your hand, and spin you endlessly." Dreams turned her eyes. "He will. For I am a passionate kiss. And you Reality, you are but a cold fish handshake." Reality stretched his neck in the stiff ivory collar. "Then I shall dance with Yesterday." Dreams looked Reality straight in the eye "Yesterday knows only one dance." Reality tugged his cufflinks "But she knows it well. And once again you'll just sit here and watch. Guzzling up all the punch of Life." "Sipping," murmured Dreams, casually looking away, "slowly sipping".
J. Kevin Wolfe