And So I Dream Of You Poem by M. W. Taylor

And So I Dream Of You



I have dreamed of you so much you cease to exist.
Where your hand is the phantom of the wind,
encased in night.

I have dreamed of you so much that sleep and reality are one.
Where I cannot tell if my writing is scratched on paper
or on the deep recesses of my soul.

And so I will dream of you, still
in my heart of hearts I dream.
So you will cease to be a phantom and become real.

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M. W. Taylor

M. W. Taylor

Angus, Scotland
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