There are no limits on dreams but I think I like day dreams better for in them we can more readily control where they may take us and what we will do. Lovely write Susan.
Increasingly, they take me to the left or right--violently--as I fear hitting the floor violenty. Only to wake up and find that I've not moved an inch for all the motion my dream eated.
Take me to sex, please!
Ron
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on November 11, 2007
Dreams are dreams until we face them and then they become reality with a capial DIY . . . Yep, I read Tinka's poem . . . I asked to watch . . . Gotta love it . . .
Yes, daggone it... I have NEVER, ever been able to hold the tale of that tiger! This is beautifully tranquil, Susan, and if ever there WAS a chance of slipping back unnoticed into that wonderful dream scenario, then your sleeping draught of easy words in this poem has that quality of magic about it. Sleep well and go find THE END! (Make it a good one!) Love Kate xx
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great mood to this dreamscape query ...
whenever I can remember them
Thank You For sharing this wonderful write Susan
Love & peace be with you
William
That's me.
Love, Pierre
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Take me to sex, please!
Ron
Dreams take us whereever we want to go. Beautifully penned, my (((friend))).
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.