The Dream I Live

THE DREAM I LIVE



Oh, how much I dread the
Coming of night,
Not 
For its darkness 
Or its
Shadows’ frightening dances
On the walls
BUT 
Cause of night’s charming 
Companion, 
Whom no eyelids, 
Burdened with the toils of the day, 
Could ever resist,                                                      
YES, 
This charismatically delightful
Lord of the dreams,
Sleep is the name.

It is he who into his                    
Magic palaces to allure, me,
Awaits,
Into his citadel of mesmerizing 
Dreams:
Of Kingdoms and riches and
Pleasures unending,
However,
All efforts to tempt me
My eyes to close for his marvels to see,
Miserably fail,
As, gallantly, with all my might
I resist not into his
Compelling trap to fall,
FOR
The dream I live with you,
My love,
I don’t wish, with any of his dreams,
To EXCHANGE! 



©Demetrios Trifiatis
   23 February 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Dietrich Avatar
February 24, 2013 at 12:29 AM
wow, lack of sleep for wanting only to be with your love. Very romantic stuff!! I have a great affection for that sand man. With all my stress lately, he takes me away to another place at least for the night!! Keep up with your creative pen.
Trifiatis Avatar
February 24, 2013 at 7:48 AM
Thank you very much!
Jones Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 9:49 PM
The dream I live with you, how beautiful...
Lamoureux Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 6:59 PM
This is cool Demetrios my honorary Canadian Brother. As you can see I took your advice.
Horsman Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 3:12 PM
amazing poetry, so sincere,
Carrillo Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 12:08 PM
You have a powerful pen that writes the most powerful poetry. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla
Trifiatis Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 1:09 PM
Thank you Lucilla, as always you are so kind!
Austin Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 9:41 AM
A blessed reality. Good stuff. daver
Trifiatis Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 9:47 AM
Thank you, you kind!
Ellison Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 8:00 AM
I agree Demetrios' with your comment to Abigail but I think it's a bit understated! LOL She seems to live and breathe love and romance! You have provided us with another masterpiece, my good friend! I bow to your poetic genius! Kudos!
Ellison Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 8:29 AM
"Kudos" translated means "Praise and honor received for an achievement" and in your case so well deserved!!!
Trifiatis Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 8:10 AM
My good, good friend, Yes, you are right saying that Abigail seems to be romantic soul, I am certain she is wht you say and more! Thank you for your comment, I always admire your writing! (what is Kudos?)
A A Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 3:33 AM
Your are such a great writer. I was lost in this poem.
Trifiatis Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 4:09 AM
Thank you my dear, you seem to be a romantic soul!
Sivey Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 1:37 AM
Tremendous, this is a remarkable write my friend! I truly loved reading this magnificent poem this morning! What a spectacular piece that you have written Demetrios! Great Work!!
Trifiatis Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 4:10 AM
My friend, you are as always kind and generous! Thank you!
Manassian Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 12:28 AM
Here is my 7...to crown your work!
Trifiatis Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 4:12 AM
Well, thank you for your generosity! Your poems this morning were fantastic so I had the opportunity to repay you!
Manassian Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 12:26 AM
What a heavenly poem...full of passion and depth. It is truly beautiful. We all love to live the dream...but sometimes life constrains us and kills our dreams. It is beautiful to keep the romantic in us hopeful. I love this beyond words...A 777!
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