Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Sleep Dreams

He'd conquer the dragon and vanquish the foe.
Sometimes it was tough, but he always did so.
He'd win the fair heart of the girl in distress,
And all of the townfolk he'd always impress.

She dreamed of a man on a faraway shore.
A loving relation to live and explore.
She'd rest in his arms, and bask in his love,
Until they both flew on the wings of a dove.

Repelling attacks from his fort in the trees,
From his point of vantage, a victory with ease.

To dance on the stage with a ballerina's grace,
Unseen in the darkness, a smile on her face.

But sleep interrupts and our dreams are then gone.
It fills our subconscious with dreams of it's own.

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