Dream

Late at night, when I fall asleep
all is dark, all is deep

It may or may not seem to be
a dream within a dream you see

Within my mind, near the end
repeats the journey, again and again

My spirits rise and float around
to fill my shadows with life and sound

I open my eyes and look around
it was only a dream, a dream not found.

Charlie Vergara
White Tiger Productions
02.08.1988
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This poem was written/submitted by White Tiger.

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