That magic time between the sheets

by Ina

 

That magic time when real is mixed with fake
as dreams have overtaken truth once more,
and every fictive bend is in the make,
yet we believe that we were here before,

some cities dangerous and strange appear
with streets to wander in while getting lost,
there is no telling if the end of it is near:
the purpose of these nights is to exhaust.

But once a while the dreams will take us there
to places full of paradise delight
with waterfalls and flowers everywhere
and this is time when we enjoy the night.

Some hours we may spend between the sheets
away from trouble and from other’s needs.

😉

One Comment to “That magic time between the sheets”

  1. Lovely poem Ina, glad to see you back again 🙂

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