We Will Become Silhouettes

As fiction becomes reality, we become the objects in our dreams.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

sleeping too little

Dreams fade
As soon as I wake.
The only memories are
your smile
your touch
your love.

It's no use digging the memories up,
I know they're only dreams.
How painful that my beautiful dreams
should haunt me with this pain.
And I wonder if I should call my sleep

a beautiful reminder
or a painful memory.

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