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Dream Not
I dream of reality,
a R.E.M.embrance
of when I am
presently awake.
Not moving my
eyes in front of you,
but heavy lids
propped up
by your story.
Your joy and pain
sleepy rain
running down
my cheeks.
My reality becomes
a dream with you of
moments of
wide
awake.
Gerald the Writer 
>lovely! here's mine- http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/01/15/head/
>I love how dreams and reality blended, Jerry…the last lines are like a testament to true love.My potluck: so maybe
>what a cute surprise…Thanks for sharing your talent with JP..A+
>You've caught that connection between story teller and listener for me.
>Blending moments, be they dreams or reveries… fun surprises still await.
>wise words, well put.keep it up.:)
>i think i am always in the dreamland….that joy and pain moment then reality…and isnt it so sweet to have that dream gives us a lot of possibility to hope and go on?
>you truly impressed me ..sleepy rain …love the imagery here.masterful poetry, elegant sentiments…keep the brilliance coming… Award/Treats 4 Poetic Friends of Jingle, Happy Thursday!