
in sleep there are no mysteries
that dash and dim the glass of dreams
there’s only time untold to eyes
for treading through such reveries
unwinds the truth for what it seems
and fantasy tells no lies
© 2015 Stellular Scribe
in sleep there are no mysteries
that dash and dim the glass of dreams
there’s only time untold to eyes
for treading through such reveries
unwinds the truth for what it seems
and fantasy tells no lies
© 2015 Stellular Scribe