Sleep, this darkened realm, where dreams birth anew
Unconcious emotions, dormant, yet true.
Peaceful or angry, as nightmare is born
Renaisscent with hope, sad love still forlorn.
Ephemeral realm, imagined this night
Morning will touch with it's fingers of sight.
Eternity waits, or friends from the past
Death just a memory, limits surpassed.
Romance, elusive, just waits for your play
Erotic,abandoned, lustful bouquet.
As night time approaches dreamtime awaits
Moments of magic through fantasy gates.
Exquisite this gift, to welcome each dream
Remembered too rare, this joy so supreme.
Bronze trophy winner
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