Dream mists swirl about me as the image of your face grows sharp
The clarity becomes unbearable, your eyes unblinking.
I am besotted in that picture fantasized in my sleep
My subconscious desires and wills subjugate me and torment my waking slumber
Then like the soft embrace of a summer nightfall’s breeze I drift into your kiss and I fall all over again.

Your distaste alarms me and I am jolted from my trance.
Lurching, my panic and anxiety grows to a point of crushing weight
And suddenly the fear of the truth hits me for I am in swirling mists no more.
Morning’s bland rays come forth and give me anchor in the bleakness of day
A respite from the dangers of my dream