After being inspired by Priscilla's Poem ,
But I promised I would share it and so here it is. I asked an artist friend of mine to help put the words to images and personally I love what she has done.
I hope you do too.
Sleep washes over like a tide of fate Waves of fatigue do hold me down My thoughts do slip, the hour is late My face does relax, gone is my frown. I am carried off on night's moonbeam Carried to places so far from thought Where even brave men dare to dream Those better than I, hearts are caught Taken to places beyond conscious thought Confused by places and what they might mean With things downside up and not as they ought With anything possible in this world of dream But through it all, one hope does stay true One thought it does cling despite all my sins That beneath the strangeness the truth is you That you make me dream, make me see all things You make me want to be asleep in your arms Make me want to be helpless and weak Capture me with your grace and your charms Inspire my passions whenever you speak. Each night we talk only a little, it's true But a little is enough even for us For you to know me and me to know you To build up a bed of mutual trust. Dare I to hope you might hold me the same Perhaps yet maybe it could still be true That you smile as you sleep on hearing my name That you dare to dream dreams of me too Sleep well my dream and take it from me You do more to my heart than give it some rest You are my nights muse, as anyone can see As inspiration goes you are some of the best.
