Dreams Poem by sabrina davies

Star light,
Star bright.
The stars are there,
Plain in sight.

You're not here,
Am I missing you?
I can't tell,
So I gaze at the moon.

I walk inside,
Blanket on my shoulders.
I shed a small tear,
But it feels like a boulder.

I go to bed,
And whisper to myself
Sweet dreams,
Let them clear your head.

Yes, yes,
Sweet dreams indeed.
But in a way,
A touch of mystery.

This is to insure you
That fantasy is fantasy.
But like your eyes,
Still a touch of mystery.

I miss you so,
Or do I not?
I can't remember,
But it won't stop.

The passion,
The hatred,
The memories,
The tears.

Sweet dreams to you.
But embrace the fear.