In dreams
Johnclarestokes
I do not know why you choose
To live within my deepest dreams
Coming to me in the night turns
Perhaps something there you yearn
We seem to do those waking things
Catching up on long River canoeing
Gliding down back roads getting lost
Falling from surf boards wave toss'd
I was content in my forced air sleep
Having long ago prayed my dreams to keep
But pile up in my head, there is room
I'll be heading into dreamland soon.
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