Strange Dreams
You fill me with strange dreams;
Sleep with poison ivy,
it creates a wild twitch;
Restrained by wicked vines,
my skin inflamed I itch;
You fill me with strange dreams;
Into soothing starlight
sugar balloons explode;
Could never cause damage;
What’s real starts to corrode;
You fill me with strange dreams;
All of my thoughts rubbed raw,
a heartfelt wish refined;
I’m left in agony
I wake, they stay behind.
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