Usseewa

Last Night

I lay in bed last night--following a stressful day.

Head resting on pillow--I cried myself to sleep.

Yet these were tears of joy--you see.

For reasons I will not say.

Yet it had to do with my dreams--you see.

Those dreams just-glimpses.

Last night I dreamt--though I could not tell you what of.

When I woke up--with fleeting flashes.

I wished I could remember--I wish I would not forget.

Yes, I awoke--should I have stayed?

Could I have remained?

Or could I let those dreams--fantasies--flow here?

Could I be her?