You come to me in a dream, nothing is as it seems.
You come to me in a dream, flying with black wings.
You come to me in a dream, glowing like an ultralight beam.
You come to me in a dream, this is a nightly reoccurring theme.
In a dream, you seem, made of sweet creme.
In real life, a man with a scheme.
Oh, but, in a dream.
–S.
The Messy Middle 🖤 