Dreams seep through my sleep

Often

In the silence of the night,

And in my waking moments

They claim

Every other heart beat

Of mine

For their own...

Lightly, ever so softly,

They brush against my soul

In their boundless flight.

It's as if

A layer of you lives

Like an over-painting

On every surface

Of my crazily scattered life

Dripping down

With tiny, euphoric splashes

Their gentle plops

Colouring my virtual world

In brushstrokes of rainbow stripes.

When this mellow river

Runs satiated

Wetting the fabric of Me

With rhymes

I never want to be fully awake....

Just devour the bliss

Of this dreamy state

Where I always come alive

Effervescently

Within the dark irises

Of your tender laughing eyes! 

© Manic Sylph 2016