Dreams.

They stay glued to the heart and soul.

Yet they are out of reach.

I can smell the scent of my dreams.

I can feel what it would feel like.

Yet it feels too far away to reach.

Dreams.

They give me pleasure and purpose.

I protect it. I promise to fulfill it.

I chase after it. I sleep on it.

Dreams come true.

I believe mine will come true.

They may take months maybe years.

But the best things arrive late.

They are worth the wait.