Dream Spectre

A poem on dreaming

Here's to you

O' specter of my dream,

Whose haunting memories

fill every stitch and seam.

Oh what would my dreams be like

if you ne'er came sneaking,

I suspect terrible nightmares

with monsters all creaking.

Your the sweet sunrise touch

that honeys my mind,

that succlent breath of life

when I need to unwind.

Reviews

[Alice]

yet another great piece.. I've always had nightmares and only recently when i fell in love did they stop and fill with my wildest dreams so i can really relate. you're truly phenomenal writer