I walk in dreams
like mystical vapors
I invade your trance
sometimes unwanted
but most often called.
floating in the footsteps
of your mind
I swirl in fantastic colored fantasies
taking you
in me
I make it hard
at times
to rest
but dream you will
despite the attention
and when you wake
the residue
of my invasion
remains.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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