In My Dreams

The lonely heart wanders through enchantment, raptures of the extreme

The powerful emotions, ever changing

seem to erupt in my dream.

Will the world stop spinning, twisting, churning – drop me down?

From this life disaster,

to repair, to heal, to calm.

Slowly waking, eyes are open, fluttering with a yawn

The new horizon, I am hopeful,

I welcome the coming dawn.

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