So Real

Love, let me sleep tonight on your couch 
and remember the smell of the fabric 
of your simple city dress. 
That was so real.

We walked around til the moon got full like a plate 
the wind blew an invocation and I fell asleep at the gate 
And I never stepped on the cracks ‘cause I thought I’d hurt my mother 
And I couldn’t awake from the nightmare
that sucked me in and pulled me under.

Jeff Buckley

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