Michael J. Falotico Poet Couplet

My World of Dreams

Tonight my ink runs down my cheek...
It flows past my lips to a place it speaks...

It catches paper dreams that can't be torn..
Like seeing through written pages not born...

I wink my eye to brush away a tear...
Then slowly the lines fade and disapear...

I crawl away from demons that know my mind...
Drifting into a place where words  are kind...

My eyes close in hopes of a peaceful night...
In a dream that spills into my morning light...

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Carol Eastman October 16, 2012 at 2:14 PM This is a common theme of yours. Your writing and your dreams... Yet each seems very unique.

Lucilla Carrillo September 23, 2012 at 7:37 AM Dreams can be beautiful sometimes. We all have our own little world of dreams. Thanks, Michael, you have to go back and read the right poem. It was not my Birthday. It was for Debbie. There was an error. Now it's fixed. It's for Debbie. Lucilla

Dawn Mclaughlin September 21, 2012 at 6:00 PM Funny how i came here tonight posted a poem of a dream, but not sleep but awake, imagine a beautiful place, eyes will sleep through the night, great write Michael, thank you for the lovely comment xx

Debra Falgout September 18, 2012 at 9:27 PM Funny how a dream can affect a persons day, or prepare for the day ahead, sweet dreams, love your poem, peace debra

Daniela Angeja September 18, 2012 at 10:37 AM Easy flow, I almost could see it happening, loved it!

Sukmawati Komala September 18, 2012 at 2:22 AM thanks Michael for sharing your nice world .luv it much :)) SK

Russell Sivey September 17, 2012 at 5:57 PM This is such a beautiful write my friend! I love your awesome words that you have written here! I really enjoyed this incredible poem this evening! May the peace run with you during the day AND the night Michael! I know the demons that come during the day sometimes, I've had my share of them myself, and I welcome a peaceful night anytime! What a brilliant piece, Great Work!!

Michael J. Falotico September 17, 2012 at 5:06 PM Sometimes nightmares come during the day and Peace comes at night... ahhh another slice into the mind of this Flirty Later in Life Poet.... enjoy Soup family... Michael