Dreaming of Desire

Dreams bleed into my reality,
Reddening all that’s pure, unadulterated, clear
Creating a war of dimensions, a battle of the cognitive,
Leaving no distinction between my imagined reality and my reality’s imagination.
Luckily my present fears, are less than horrible imaginings,
But then again with my sharpened mind,
My present bliss will never compare to the one imagined.
I’ve gone too far,
Forgotten the balance,
When is dreaming no longer safe?
Reality is quenched with my kiss of dreams, drenched in my caress of thoughts, saturated with my subconscious desires,
Intervention,
I pray for internal silence
Whispers of holy solitude wash over my dynamic soul,
Finally leaving me as me,
But then it comes sweeping over me like a wave,
The wish, the hope, the desire that someday, someone, something in this reality will surpass the imagined…