March 01, 2013

A Dream - Poem

I force myself to sit upright
and take a look around.

I ask myself is this a dream
where else can I be found?

I pass from waking into sleeping
and into slumber again.

A roaring in my ears,
in my heart, behind my eyes,
creates quite a din.

The thought of a gentle caress,
a lingering kiss
forces me awake.

I beg this pounding dream,
please, please, please
my heart is yours to take.
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