Droplets

Sometimes I see a Flying J and stop
Sometimes I put hazelnut in my coffee cup
Sometimes  it’s the chill of winter's sky
Sometimes 
your eyes
all the conversations kept inside

Always
all the faces that I sometimes meet
Always
they are never you

Sometimes I see a Flying J and stop.
Sometimes I put hazelnut in my coffee cup

Droplets of a dream
without warning I remember
then I stop

it's the stars at night 
a sunny day 
the way I always felt that way
It's clouds at dusk in cornfield skies
then you saw a dragon fly

Droplets of a dream once dreamt
remembered in a coffee cup.
Without warning 
I remember
then I stop

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