Dreams Within

When I close my eyes

my mind wonders

and my imagination flies.

I can'y help but ponder...

what from my dreams will arise?


Slowly I fall into an abyss

and my dreams fly all around me.

Sometimes it is so bliss,

I wish this was how I would alway be.

It's so hard to resist.


But as I am woken,

my sleep is interfered

and my eyes start to open.

One by one my sweet dreams disappear

and I feel a little broken.


Then I realze

when it becomes nightfall

and the moon will arise

my dreams will call

and once again, I will close my eyes.




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