Even I wish for time when I can see a dream clearly, but all that I would find only a cloudy one. Then again, since dream aren't part of reality, perhaps it was their nature become uncertain.
I wish to let free, so the formless shall bring about a form, a small drawing of future, where I can forget it now and meet in far days after.
Sleep and sleep... let the cloud entering your space of uncertainty, let them show you how fragile your soul. let them take you into a deep beautiful scenery, like living on a luxurious yacht over the grand canal.
Let you love, even when the cloud dissappear, you shall taste what left from the bittersweet dream that hugs you gently.