Sleep Poem by Nyx C Styx

Submit me to the Saturnian sleep
Where I may dream you up as twice as fair
and promise the handsyou could never keep
as any deathlydream would dare

I rise, but the dream does not
nor does it leave but leaves me desolate
and whence arrives the love I sought
doth banish the visions that suffocate


and the real being too real, expires us like a scream
forfancy is the fairer half of truth
and thread from it my every dream
and blanket all my days and youth