The Restless Dreamer

A heavy head,

             I dream of when we’ll next meet

Soon I hope

      For if not, I’m drowning slowly

With no one to catch me.

Catch me if you can

Follow me swift like the wind

                Carrying leaves from their Earthly homes

A heavy head,

             I dream of your heart

       Beating in the depths of your chest

As I drift in and out of sleep

The darkness guiding me away

             Into the painted world of dreams

        Against the scarred glass of nightmares

And midnight horrors

Of lucid dreams

And Spring’s gentle breeze

Of Heaven and Hell colliding

The residing

Of turning

And returning

A heavy head

            I dream of waking in your arms

Of knowing it’s reality

Rather than this dream.