When the real is blurred I bring in a dream. 

Watching it long though, makes it an abyss, 

swirling waves which I cannot ride. 

I want someone to dream with me for awhile

through the night, till the morning

when the night will fade 

and with the night will fade the dream.

But I will not have been the only one to dream

My dream, my illusion, sparked another one to dream

I will not have been alone to dream;

Two dreams do not always make a reality.

They make parallel realities.