I hear your gentle breathing
The rise and fall of your chest
I long to be in the dreamland your are in
The moonlight highlights the soft lines in your face
Only to be etched in my memories
I bear to witness the bliss you experience
For I am filled with nightmares
Sleep pulls at my eyelids
But my mind does not allow the candyland familiarity to begin
Locked in my own self
Recalling other frightful nights
I long to be in the dreamland you are in.
