Poetry | Illustration

4am

A poem at a desk somewhere, and then again, much farther away

Dreamers Dream, by Doodleslice 2024

To dream as I do
Is to never sleep
And the world passes
In the dark
Once filled with fumbling excitement
Whispers without words
A world of two
That never was
Or just dreamt
I can carry it
Into the day
To dream as I do
Is to believe
It’s not too late
To fumble again
So in the day
Dreaming as I do
She wonders
If we’ll ever meet

It’s my dream after all
And here I am
Awake

It’s so very late
And I never dream at night

I carry it into the day
Will she know me
With my puffy eyes?

The contours of our dreams
Braid together in the sunlight