Dreams

Dreams are the Heaves
Swirling colors of Passion
That mimic our desires

Dreams are the movies
Far fetched tales of lust
That mock love's many fires

Dreams are the candy
Coated with layers of sweet
That hide the one true core

Dreams are the stories
Swimming in semi-truths
We only beg for more

Dreams aren't reality
They forget that even with good
Evil must follow

These Dreams serve one purpose
To nourish the innocent
And fill up the hollow