Keep Dreaming
The eyes sleep in the night
A dream drips upon their sight.
As if unaware that they truly aren't there,
The feet dance until it is light.
The lace twirls in an elegant motion,
Blankets toss with a notion.
Watching the Prince glide around,
Fingers suddenly intertwine within his.
The eyes wake to a beep,
It certainly takes me for a leap.
I take the memory and lock it in the cortex,
Hoping that one day that'll be what's next.
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