Waking Dream
by Alison Stormwolf

He descends to sleep, while I rise
From those misty depths
Where dreams are made
And realised.

Maybe I should remain
And seek him out
The fire in my heart
Lighting the way
For my dream feet
To tread safely

Maybe I should linger
In the twilight of the soul’s reflection
where I feel him all around me
trading misty kisses

For more of him…

© Alison Stormwolf

Artwork © Christophe Vacher.