Smalltalkers

What of dreams; the contemporary rains of delight and adulation? Words resonate and looks pass. I sleep. Speak to speak of all things incidental, consequential, and derivative. We, small talkers all, find relief in fleeting subtlety and ambiguous reality. Incredible! Will you dream to retain eternity's touch? Or will you rattle on to delay the inevitable approach? Freedom inspires when dreams pretend.