They say that dreams are just a path
To unexpressed desires.
They’re nothing more than long suppressed,
Intensely burning fires.
Somewhere within our inner selves
We long for things we dream,
For all of life’s realities
Are seldom what they seem.
Myself, I’m certain that it’s true,
And they are all quite right,
And I believe it more each time
I dream of you at night.
Sept. 17, 1990
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