This is how I remember,
my happiness in dreams.
I think of rain and morning;
laughter and many other things.
Things that were dear to me,
and things that have never been.
Things that I may or may not see again.
Only here… in dreams can I see,
everything in limitless collage.
It spins the web of my mind,
and traps the aspects of the day.
My mind wraps them up and saves them,
for a later time.. a later day.
And I hope the weave is strong enough,
to keep my dreams from falling away.
I dream until I wake, I dream all the night long.
These dreams they are my thoughts, they are my mind,
My existence, my life.
My dreams, they are me.