Take your dreams
lock them up tight
Trapped in her web
In the dead of the night
The one where you jump
and suddenly take flight
and you fly up high
higher than a kite
They're with her forever
so you may awaken and be free
from sleep's iron grip
and away from me
Dreams come from me
but end up with her
so I send messages in them
to the Dream Catcher Girl
He sends me these gifts
these magical scenes
wonders of imagination
no one dares to believe
I awaken the sleeping
Who dream of four leafed clovers
So that I may watch their dream
watch it over and over
I love my little painter
Love him with all my heart
and I long for the day
when our forever will start
I fall in love with the colors
of fairies and toys
I will forever treasure the gifts
from the Dream Painter Boy
A/N: Holy $&@&$&@&$!!! 134 reads!! How...?!?! *deep breath*
Okay. I had a bit of a freak out. I'm better now. Well. Did you guys like the happy poem? It was hella refreshing. Anyway, I really want a picture to go with this. Can anybody here art? ANYCRAZE. Please comment a prompt. I used " Dream Catcher" for this one and tell me if you want a happy or sad one. Kk
Que out *drops mike*
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PoetryA collection of poems. Some are dark, some don't make sense, all are mine. Feel free to comment a title or prompt and I'll write one for you.
