Dreamer of Passions

Call me a DREAMER call me an IDEALIST.  I want mass appeal.  
I am a dreamer. As I think, my muse are heavy unclear
I fall asleep MY dreams are plenty starlit glistening seeming VIVID.
My Contemplation DEEP near daunting. I seek the best of BOUNTIES
steep, until I wake to count the trophies that I keep.

I refrain from CONSCIOUS tidings or else be accused of SHEEPLESS 
SLEEP and JADED SCHEMES.
I am a dreamer listening to the pattering raindrops as I sleep I dream of 
PEACH ORCHARDS and fields of VIOLET blades of GRASS.  I dream of 
PLATINUM sashes ample sample stashes of CHOCOLATE CANDY CANES
and tasty CARAMEL TREATS.  I seek the finest shores  Of the planet 
UNTOUCHED islands GALORE. 

 I dream of IMMEASURABLE measures of TREASURE TROVES and other 
Mundane riches never told, warm paradises spectacular surprises.  I am the 
Keeper of my dreams. I am a dreamer of RASPBERRY kisses 
And PURPLE  PASSION WISHES  NOW
Moon light gleaming as I lull my weary body
Back to QUIET  slumber 
 QUIET  is the night.

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