Never ask a dreamer what she dreams about
For if she starts talking
If she smiles sweetly
If she takes you by the hand
You will finally understand the power of her words
As comprehension dawns on the magic she has wrought
You may wonder…
…You may not
But as sure as she is the moon
And you are the sun
The stars will guide you deep
Into her world of dreams
And there you shall remain
Loved, but lost to all, save her
For ever.
This poem was originally posted on this site July 2015, here:
https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2015/07/27/never-ask-a-dreamer/
