A piece to describe how intangible dreams really are.
Dreams
I can see you, Can you see me?
Can you feel me?
Do you know me?
I am you,
I am your dreams,
I am you awake, I am you asleep,
I am you alive.
I can show you love and hate,
I can show you hope and fear,
I can show you pleasure and pain. I can be everywhere, I can be nowhere.
But cherish me,
Do not covet me.
Sense me,
Do not crave me.
I am not yours to hold,
You cannot be me,
But I can be you.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
poem has a nice flow to its dialog ...
Very interesting thoughts. Do dreams really have such power over us. I would thing so. Love the way your wrote this.
Mary