When I was young and the world
was still big
I chose

wandering, wondering—
how branches easily disrobed themselves
of skeletal leaves
while I made a closet
of my heart’s every tattered piece.

If I could go back
and relive just one dream
I would choose

to break from sleep
in your company…
that would be
the most beautiful dream
to wake up to.

– a.v.c & l.m.m