A Dream Poem by Tess Rockenstire
A Dream
A coveted night in the isle of passion
A tangible taste of lucid dreams
Like in a “suspension animation”
Hand in a pose somewhat fearful –
To attend the climactic event
There she is, still lies –
Asleep for tomorrow
Is a void sadness?
An empty chair
Waits in front of her,
Shadows of dreams,
Only a dreamer
And faith will foretell;
Of an event –
When dreams exist and salvation unites.
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