~Weave me a web of thy sweetest dreams,
Taunt me not, sweet sleep.
Into my head, these thoughts thou weave.
So slyly thus thou creeps.
What is thy message dreamweaver?
To taunt me with what I shant grasp?
All I wish is the one thing,
That I know I cannot have.
Thy dreams become such nightmares
As thy night becomes my day.
All hopes become a retched curse,
And so quickly fade away.
So confess me this, dreamweaver
Why dost thou show such lies?
Dost thou only wish to show this soul
What it already knows inside?
Or should thou be such comfort?
For in thine eye I am loved.
In these dreams thou grant me,
That thing which never was.
So weave thy web dreamweaver,
Keep me safe and close.
This, the beginning...and the end of a story never told.
RayvenLore
@}~>~>~~~
Taunt me not, sweet sleep.
Into my head, these thoughts thou weave.
So slyly thus thou creeps.
What is thy message dreamweaver?
To taunt me with what I shant grasp?
All I wish is the one thing,
That I know I cannot have.
Thy dreams become such nightmares
As thy night becomes my day.
All hopes become a retched curse,
And so quickly fade away.
So confess me this, dreamweaver
Why dost thou show such lies?
Dost thou only wish to show this soul
What it already knows inside?
Or should thou be such comfort?
For in thine eye I am loved.
In these dreams thou grant me,
That thing which never was.
So weave thy web dreamweaver,
Keep me safe and close.
This, the beginning...and the end of a story never told.
RayvenLore
@}~>~>~~~
