Poem: Dreams

Dreaming is always an unknown

Always an anticipation

What will it entail?

Adventure?

Curiosity?

Lust?

Friendship?

The unfathomable?

You?

Her?

Him?

Them?

Will I wake confused?

Emotional?

Sorrowful?

Yearning?

With an answer?

That I will slowly lose

Will I remember?

Anything?

It’s a tremulous thing falling asleep

Waiting

Wondering

What will happen…

 

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