I Am My Dreams Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I Am My Dreams



I

I am my dreams

Each one that comes and goes
To give of their ways
The timeless little glows
In every shaping haze

The doors that open roads
To privacy of my heart
Their many variety loads
That drives each it apart
A timelessness to follow
Where everything has its room
At times dreaming hollow
Swept away with time's broom

A dream for me
And sometimes for you
Hopefully

II

I am my dreams

They tag on from here to there
Giving and sometimes depriving
Whatever fancy gives to share
When its instances we're reviving

Like clouds drifting in the sky
Or every new mornings glow
Sensations on the inside fly
And maybe I cannot show
Wishful wheels of moment's desire
Running thru time reality spaces
A light up of its reflection fire
That my point in time gazes

A dream for me
And sometimes for you
Hopefully

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