FGC #11 - What Dreams Have Come

I lie down, and I close my eyes, and breathe
And wait until my world is passing strange,
Wait for the thoughts and worries that do seethe
Beneath my surfaces to rise and change
To images, bizarre, and odd events
That utterly absorb me, till I wake
Bewildered and beset by discontents
And absences -- for you were there. I'll take
'Most any chance I get to share things thus,
To hold you in my arms while I'm asleep,
And smiling, making lovely plans for us
Is why, if I could choose, I'd gladly keep
On dozing, though my life were passing by,
Preferring what is seen with my third eye.