Dreams

Had a dream you'd finally accepted me in your life...woke up and realized it was just a dream...though the visual of you being my wife was real enough to make me feel sick when I came to my senses...or maybe all the liquor I drank before I fell asleep was affecting me...either way you were the topic of my delusion when I woke up...see they say a drunk man tells no lie...and dreams show us our inner most feelings...so I figure drunk dreams show the purity of mind and heart...no obscurities just YOU...dreaming of you in my life makes me feel elated...thinking of you being upset and out of my life makes my heart deflate...the dream showed me that you don't need me in your life, rather your the platter that keeps my being sustained...hopefully the latter never occurs and I'm left hearing the sounds of your faded laughter...my left chest pounds as I write this...hopefully my dreams come true and my feet can leave the ground once again...thoughts of an insatiable desire for you compare naught to the overwhelming pressure I felt coming back to my senses today...just hearing your voice would lay my heart to rest tonight...no compilation of complaints...just an air of ease to be pleased by your tones whether in person or over the phone...nah it wasn't the liquor that dwelled in my system that made me feel uneasy...it was the loss of you in my everyday that felled me...anyway I hope one day you can quell this dis-ease...