your breath quickens and slows the darkness enfolds and caresses as you slip into your dreamscape drifting into an imaginary world a thousand realities of multi-coloured hue mind aswirl image clear yet strangely undefined transparent encapsuled into stories of your imagining memories of people and places like paint on canvas daubs of reality and fantasy otherworldly past and present a melting pot of desires and night terrors out of your control slowly you rise to the surface emerge from sweet slumber try to remember but like wisps of cloud the dreams disperse lose shape and form out of your grasp fading into sepia Written for Poetry Jam #dreams |