upon waking

upon waking
i realized that it was all a dream
that same foreign dream
which every 20-something has
drowning in their new adulthood

what a simple, sweet dream
that of love&life (loss too)
one of those long, wide dreams
that run straight into the dawn
each unique, yet expressing
the same basic need

when it was all over
i smiled—knowing that
next time i can adventure
into the same (different) dream
and perhaps smile again
upon waking