What Are Dreams?






. . . and what are dreams but the smoldering desires of the subconscious?

Illusive, wispy thoughts wavering in liquid silver on moonlit starry nights;

sweet warm breaths of longing that tousle the hair and flutter the soul;

wide yearning opening it’s delicately sensuous fingers

to caress the throbbing edges of the mind.


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