Something stirs in the depths of my being
It wakes the dreamer from its dreaming
The story starts to fade away
A different time
A different place
I’m back where I forget to be
When the solace of slumber is surrounding me
Strange sounds and silent shadows dance
The darkness ominous at first glance
My eyes adjust
My heartbeat slows
Grasping at the remnants of a lovers throes
Of passion which in reality
Has not yet found its way to me.
And so night after night
You enter me
My world steeped in fantasy
Time held in suspended grace
Landscapes dwell on the tip of my tongue
Memories weave midst sights unseen
My tree of life on which hopes are strung
Leading me down the garden path
To where my deepest secrets I keep
Until the sun shines its smile on a brand new day
And I once again long for sleep.