Dreaming on my bed

As I lie on my bed
Thinking of you
My hand touches the water of dreams

My bed drifts slowly on the river of dreams
Where does it take me?
It takes me, there
There where you stand

I look at the blue water as it slowly rushes
Taking me, near you
My heart beats slowly
My tears flow slowly

I am dreaming
My bed stops beside a huge rock
I sit on my bed
I see you
Waiting by the tree

At first you have not notice me
I wait until you look at me
You see me
You smile and rush towards me

You offer your hand
I grab on
As I stand
You help me up

I step on the rock
You envelope me in your arms
As my bed drifts back into my room
Drifts back into reality

If this is a dream
Why do I feel your warm embrace?
Why do I hear your heart beat?
Why do I hear the sound of your breathing?

Moving back a bit
You hold my small hands with you big hands
My hands are like a little girl’s hands
You’re hands are twice as big

You smile at me
No need for words
We walk hand and hand towards a path
A path where we can share our dreams together

I shake my head
We stop
You frown your face
Tears flows down on my face

I run away from you
Run towards the river
The bed returns
I step on my bed

I look at you
You smile at me
I smile back as I wipe my tears
You wave goodbye

I smile again as my bed drifts away
Drifts back into my room
Drifts back into reality

I sit on my bed
I grab the remote and change the channel
I know we will meet again
Next time it will be real

5 thoughts on “Dreaming on my bed

  1. Pingback: Dreaming on my bed « Annie's Word Press

    1. Louis Kasatkin

      Both dates you refer to are correct.We are currently getting a lot of views via the “Stumble Upon” plug-in ,which means an even wider audience reading more of our poems.

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