What shall I name thee?
Shared by many, yet personally treasured in my heart,
As mesmerizing and bold as a marquee.
Quickly you intrude, and gently you depart.
I only meet you in the night;
When my head and eyes are closed from thoughts.
The darkness of my eyes are brighten by your light;
And my mind is friended by imagination around clouded spots.
Dreams they have named you;
But for me you are white curtains blown by the earth.
Roses which scent floats among the never ending blue.
From you, my heart beats and hope is birthed.
Oh dreams because of you I will never open my eyes,
With your presence my reality dies.