Hope is a Hoax

Maybe not.
Maybe the dream can't come to life.
Maybe hope is a hoax.
Did you ever hear the wolf cry
to the blue corn moon? I haven't.
But I dreamt I did, and it was beautiful.
Maybe it was, it was only a dream.
That never came
to life, to fruition. Never came true.
Maybe it is not real. Is it?
Have you ever been in love?
Or was it just a dream?
Were there tears in that dream
or just happiness?
Was there pain in that dream
or only joy?
Was there a longing;
did you yearn for something that wasn't,
and would never be,
really there?
Did you live in that dream forever
or did it end, like everything does, in death?