Poem 24

Sleep…

the great escape

for the mind,

body,

soul.

I dream of

faraway places,

people I love,

darkness, light,

words in my heart.

I dream the ultimate dream:

to be loved

wholly, completely.

Sleep one day

will be eternal.

But now it is

fleeting,

the dream state

the story board

for my heart,

my soul.

 

Eve Remillard

6/14/2015

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