My Poems

I Dream to Dream

I'll close my eyes

and pull the shroud of sleep upon mine arms

and wait so ever peacefully,

waiting for rest in a land where impossible flies,

violence is practiced,

and nightmares are as normal as light and dark.

I'll pull the shroud of sleep up tight-

and hope I'll last all through the night.

I'll close my eyes

and wish to dream-

my dream's desire.

Sensations so wanted

so heavenly craved,

and yet I know that when I sleep

I'll dream about life, homework, math;

even though all I think about is you.