Nightmares And Dreams

the nigthmares come
at 3 o'clock dawn

sweat profusion
and hasty conclusion

fears of ghosts
and i am afraid i am lost

i take the safe side
with you beside

i tell you about nightmares
you kiss me and hug me

this is marriage
this is our late age

and then we close our eyes
to dreams to the coolness of ice

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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