Elusive, Elusive Slumber Poem by Kylee Wells

I undress in the clean air
that assisted the brilliance of the stars
my gaze of naked presence existing in the lingering dreams
this balcony tonight shall be my chateau
I dared look past what first awoke me
In his territory of wishes
I sorted through dreams that didn’t belong to me
the smell of wine loomed greatly on the white silk drapes
that fanned the potent smell to me
I kept my eyes open
in what was most likely systematic dreaming
Why were the drapes flowing with what seemed like a breeze?
when there was no wind?
Could it all be but a mystery to a conscience me?
I am sure this a not a dream
For you would surely be here with me