Dear Dreams,

Dear dreams,
keep me in your hands
grab me quick
should i get near the edge
smile back when i look up
push hard when I slouch soft
be a mysterious
cloak in the moonlight
i am compelled to follow
glow enough to lose
curious enough to find
ambiguous to the touch
a locked box in the attic
hold strong through the nightmares
awake from the skirmish
a cloth helmet
dried flower petals