Dreaming Of Dreaming Poem by Bee Rye

Swimming around in an endless sea,
I have visions of immortality,
Drinking from the fountain,
From the top of the highest mountain,
I gaze upon a giraffe
And it makes me laugh.

All the sudden I can fly,
through the bright blue cloudy sky,
Like a plane I land on the ground,
only to find that I've found,
it was just a dream,
of another extreme,

I must wait for another night,
before I can take flight,
On another adventure Where I'm the inventor,
of my own paradise.
There are no boundaries all lines I can cross,
but when I awake,
My mind starts to defrost.

When my eyes are shut
the world I construct,
is my heaven,
It is my Obsession.
to do the impossible
and the the illogical,

but when I'm awake,
i must partake,
in reality.
until I lie down,
and forget all practicality,
I go back to the place,
and try to erase
all the rules and the flaws,
like an outlaw.

Since im in my bed,
You should pay no attention,
to the words I have said
Cause this is a just a dream,
And you know what that means......... Zzzzzzzzzzzz