The You In My Dream Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

As I was caressed in
the lap of sleep
I felt like merging
in the nectar of forgetfulness,
dreams might have knocked
at the doors
of my being.
But I didn't open
for I never knew
where the doors were.

But the doors did open,
for you without me knowing.
You wafted in slyly
into my lulled being.
In my tranquility
I knew that it was you
who spread in my veins
with a soothing nonchalance.

You who came like a dream
when the world thought
I was awake and aware,
Then I slided into the
realm of self doubt.
Was it a dream or
the dream that was you.

Dreams do play tricks
and masquerade in
myriad forms before they
transform into nightmares.
Why yearn for dreams
I could just wake up
to the biting reality that
it was just a dream.

But this time when it is you
I didn't mind whether
it was a dream or
if I was awake.
For when it is you
reality merge seamlessly
into a levitating dream.

And as I unite with that
dream or reality, there sprouts
a dream within me,
That is You.