Loveliness lies upon your face
as you sleep brings a subtle look of grace
enhanced by a rustle upon a pillow so soft
where are those dreams going a waft?
Tender movements as dreams seem undoubtedly real
for lost in fantasy land visions you'll feel
places of grandeur and gentlemen and ladies so fair
adventures befitting a King and queen are found there
Where are you tonight in your sleep?
are you holding on tight your thoughts to keep
your hands touching things I cannot see
as you laugh do you see me?
A noise and then a stir
you arise in an instant, eyes a blur
i see a smile as you look at me so innocent
I'll leave it alone, your dreams are yours
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem