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The Nature of Dreams
by Joe CramerI have dreams
Naked, empty dreams
Of walls painted black
In small rooms
With alabaster light fixtures,
Naked bulbs hanging from them.
I have dreams
Of your creamy white skin
And long, lustrious hair
Hanging above me
Watching you shudder
As you mount me
Moaning my name.
I have dreams
That go nowhere,
While going everywhere.
I have dreams of you
That I cannot share
With anyone but you.
I have dreams when with you. 09/08/2006 Posted on 09/08/2006
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 09/12/06 at 08:49 PM I'm sitting here wishing some guy was saying these words to me in a room painted black with alabaster fixtures. The imagery you create holds the emotional tone of the poem.
~Chelle~ |
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