My dreams reflect what I think
What I don't say
What I do say in a different way
My dreams Consume what I do
How I become
Who I am
My dreams Become me
In reality
In truth
I am my dreams
I am a walking dream
Capturing memory's
Storing them away
to be dreamed about another day.
2 comments:
Very lyrical. Nice thought too.
Randomly searching blogs...came across yours...really enjoyed the poetry...especially Dreamily.
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