I say I dream. You say you don't.
I say I'll dream. You say you won't.
You sleep all night like death in bed.
I have dreams running through my head.
It seems not fair that all these dreams
should come each night to me.
You're a mere two feet from where I sleep
and no dream lets your mind be free.
My dreams are more frequent the older I get.
Your sleep is more peaceful the older you get.
And yet
I'd miss my dreams that take me far.
You'd miss your sleep in bed where you are.
And so I will dream and you shall sleep.
But maybe someday my dreams will cease.
You'll be the one that dreams at night
And I, my love will sleep in peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem