wild dreamsA Poem by ROXANE DORSEYIn my wildest dreams, I never sleep. Instantly there is always a place for me. Riding my dreams--Fast asleep. Nowhere specifically. In the middle of my dreams I may end up on a busy road. Who knows I could kiss a toad. Super fast, I'm on a collision wit my past. In the night, how can sleep last? In my dreams comes a different scene. I'll show up at the Superdome or maybe your home. Damn, I think I might write my future to know who I am at last.
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Added on August 25, 2017 Last Updated on September 21, 2017 AuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..Writing
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