Destroyed by a ticking clock
Memories are like intricate tapestries
Desperate for unconsciousness
To escape back into my dreams
Your caress, a refuge where I feel safe
Doubt and uncertainty can not penetrate
Your voice softly resonating in my head
Gently influencing me
Morning falters as the alarm rings


cjn said...

If I were you, I'd hit the snooze button so you can get back into your dream.

B said...

I agree with cjn. Damn alarm.