Finally....
Up to a misty morning
With the consequence of waking late
I reluctantly return to the world
where reality is what it is.
Though one last try
I lay back down
Close my eyes & pretend
that it is time to sleep once more.
I rarely do so, it is illogical
Late morning is wasted time
Yet something draws me back
Back to the plane of dreams.
Even though I live in reality,
For some reason I have returned
returned to the plane of dreams
This reason, I think I know
Because when I was dreaming,
I thought I was dreaming when
I saw your smile,
& now, I want to dream again
And to dream now until that day
that I will return to the world
knowing that seeing your smile
will no longer be a dream
but reality.
Poetry by .Simon
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Written on 2010-08-01 at 16:46
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Dreams & Wishes
Up to a misty morning
With the consequence of waking late
I reluctantly return to the world
where reality is what it is.
Though one last try
I lay back down
Close my eyes & pretend
that it is time to sleep once more.
I rarely do so, it is illogical
Late morning is wasted time
Yet something draws me back
Back to the plane of dreams.
Even though I live in reality,
For some reason I have returned
returned to the plane of dreams
This reason, I think I know
Because when I was dreaming,
I thought I was dreaming when
I saw your smile,
& now, I want to dream again
And to dream now until that day
that I will return to the world
knowing that seeing your smile
will no longer be a dream
but reality.
Poetry by .Simon
Read 396 times
Written on 2010-08-01 at 16:46
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