Dream This is ryo's poem to rika............
Dreams are my future,Dreams are my past.
What my dreams mean I dare to ask.
I dare to wonder what they mean, Sometimes I have the most wildest of dreams.
They all are differrent old and new, But one thing they have in common is not untrue.
What is it ask, What is it you mean What is this thing that reappears each dream.
The answer is right in front of your eye's, The answer may come of somewhat surprise.
Look in the mirror your reflection is seen, Maybe now you'll no what I mean.
The answer has come way overdue, For the thing my dreams have in common
has always been "YOU"