High Street

I’m beautiful in your dreams
we are powerful together and
you like the way my pragmatism
eclipses your chimeric fantasies

You love me in your dreams
I bring out the best in you
and I carry your worries mightily,
supporting the artistry that separates us

You want a future with me in your dreams
we buy a sprawling manor in Capitol Hill
you tile bathrooms and I make phone calls
we laugh all day and make love on each floor

Now you can’t have me
even in your dreams