No Other Dream

Behind locked eye lids,

I see myself revealed:

a whimsical winter

spent in amiable arms,

a faceless friend

whose fingers flatter.

A valorous visage

comes into view.

I trace a shy smile

with my own lips

and know the language

my own heart speaks.

I've fallen in love

with fantasies before:

the promises on their lips,

the safety in their arms,

their bright, shining armor,

and their sea green eyes.

I want no other dream,

no other swirling specter,

no other eyes in bloom.

If I hear my name

roll off your tongue,

I swear, I'll never wake.

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"Just say you’re mine and the fog would lift ‘cause the only thing that’s missing now is everything. You’re the only way I make it through the night." Copeland Chiromancer