In my dreams I see a man

When I wake he’s not seen again

Am I what you see or seem?

Am I nothing more than someone’s dream?

My thoughts stepped out of my head
Dressed up and put on my favourite shoes
And ran straight to you
Held you, danced with you
And then came back again
Circled until the sight of the morning light
I won’t be thinking about you tomorrow night
I really need to sleep all right

I had a thought. I had a dream. I had no worldly care
So I built for my own self some castles in the air
Tendered it with love. Shielded it night and day
A gust of wind came and blew my castles away

Am I a poet? No, not really

I am a painter. This page is my canvas and my pen is my brush

I am a magician. I create a story out of nothing, a poem out of thin air

I am a scientist. The letters of the alphabet are my chemicals. I keep experimenting with them

Am I a poet? No, not really

She subscribed me to eternal darkness