the sleeper

all that is real

is what I imagined, lost

in a world of dreams

where my soul is full of love

and love is my passion

drifting and floating

on an endless sea of vision

stirring and softly breathing

in a night of endless prisons

all that I feel

is only imagined

here in my world of dreams

where I am loved

and loved with great passion

rising and falling

on an endless tide of intention

stirring and softly breathing

as I drown in my own dimension

but do not wake the dreamer,

do not let sleep fall from his eyes

for in every moment as life passes me by

I am the sleeper

fumbling through life

sleepwalking,

not caring

but do not wake me

for I am the sleeper