on August 13, 2010. © Anthony James , All rights reserved
dreamy dreams you come to me,
different from the one's I mostly see
I know the dreams that speak to me
it's not sleep to me, it's not up to me, to be in this other reality-
my spirit is out of here, far away to another sphere
where am I tonight? oh a theatre?
who are all these people and why am I not socially shy here?
so interesting, and a hand upon my shoulder comforts me
a girl behind me, I put my head upon her knee and she runs her hands
over my shoulders so gently and lovingly and kisses me with the softest, purest, love I've ever felt.. who are you? where am I?
wait, wait... oh shux
the phone's ringing- and I'm up.
August 13, 2010. © Anthony James , All rights reserved