Will I see you when I sleep tonight?
Walking through the dreamscapes of my mind?
Will you travel through the electrical currents
running from my brain to my heart?
Running to catch me,
as I cycle through the layers of sleep.
Arms reaching,
hands grasping through the mass of my subconcious,
like swimming through taffy.
How strong is your love for me,
my midnight hero?
Can you find me before I wake?
Before the rising sun rouses me from Morpheus' realm?
I can hear you,
calling to me as I rise through these groggy,
gauzy layers of lethargy.
Just as my eyes open,
as I feel the quickening of my breath,
my heart,
I feel your touch.
And it is so sweet.
I close my eyes,
willing myself to return to dreamland.
But the spell is broken,
the dream vanished,
scattered to the corners of my brain.
Where it lies in wait,
for the sinking of the sun in the sky,
and I in my bed.
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