I dream inside my dreamsA Poem by Kelso A. Nicholson
I dream of you.
Not like you would think. I dream of tragedy, falling or falling asleep. When I wake, it's you who stands over me. You take my weary hand and lead me. Large wooden double doors open to a white room a piano plays and we dance. I dream inside my dreams of you, and I suspect they might all be nightmares.
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2 Reviews Added on April 8, 2015 Last Updated on April 8, 2015 AuthorKelso A. NicholsonGlen Gardner, NJAboutI'm 26 years old, I write a lot of poetry and vignettes. I focus a lot on love, loss, and beauty. I hope you like my work and would love to hear some responses. more..Writing
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