Do I haunt your dreams at night,
do they include me?
Am I in your sleep my dear,
do you think of me?
As the night goes by,
and the hours creep.
Are there thoughts of you and I,
and the love I keep?
When the night is over,
and the day begins.
Am I still with you my dear,
or does our love end?
All throughout the day,
as the time goes by,
does your mind begin to wander,
to thoughts of you and I?
Now when the day is over,
and the night begins.
Do I invade your dreams again
until the dawn begins?
Am I just a dream my dear,
are your thoughts of me,
trapped inside your mind
for only the night to see?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Greg. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks