I dream about

I dream about crisp mornings -
grey skies greeting the cold waters on damp beaches at dawn
I want to wear my worn out pullover that barely keeps me warm,
dig my toes into the sand and feel it seep between my toes.
Sit on breakwaters and watch the sunrise
before going back to my apartment for waffles and roasted potatoes.

I dream about living alone in an apartment that overlooks the city,
maybe on the eleventh floor,
so that atleast for awhile i'm further away from the streets i once wandered.
I want to sit on gray couches for dinner
and on high chairs after, sipping on my full glass of cabernet sauvignon
whilst listening to Rachael Yamagata, perhaps.

I dream about red lips and black dresses,
about slipping into bed with damp hair and no clothes.
I dream about not having to set alarms for before the sun rises,
I want to stop dragging myself out of bed.
I want to stop dragging myself to anywhere i don't want to be at.

I dream about 5am sunrises by the beach
and 8am runs.
I dream about 11am brunches
and 3pm naps.
I dream about 7pm dinners
and 10pm red wine.
I dream about 2am skinny dippings
and falling asleep at 4am to vinyls.

I dream about the days i stop thinking of life as a labyrinth.
Somedays I still dream about you,
but mostly I dream about me.