Dream

Are you a sweet and lovely swimming dream? Shall I compare thee to his summer love? I feel as if my feelings are teeming. You are like a required dove, by Jove! I cannot believe you go around, As if you are not a god, but a clown. You tie me down and hold me to the ground. It was bound that one day you would be crowned. But yet you ignore me like I'm a wall. I can feel my heart breaking into two. You treat me as if I won't have it all. My brain has gone in a whirl, like a zoo. How will I get you for myself to hold? In my dreams, we will be together, sold.