A Dreaming PoemOne that made me high when I woke.
A nightly blur that made you think.
Making me feel weird like I'm on coke.
Don't let the influence make me sink.
That dream makes me ponder hard.
Hanging with you does make me glad.
Just having your soul in our yard.
Become my beautiful, amazing lad.
Gave the quote, "Do you like me?"
Then I was given a tender kiss.
Releasing me and looking at thee.
Shocked but not having to miss.
"Does that answer your question?"
Oh my, my! Starting to leave...
Woken to think over this weave...