Upon The Time When I Awake Poem by Winston Edgar Hall

Upon the time when I awake
My perceptions are but a blur;
A chance with you I must forsake,
For now it will not occur.


When I dream, your love is tender;
It calms my every sense.
Nothing real could ever hinder
A bonding so intense.

Prove to me that what I feel
Is not a mere false hope. Give
Me me a taste of something real
That isnt faded by dope.

Hold on tight, you will not lose me
Even when falling through
Quicksand. I long to be the one
You choose, so I can be your kickstand.