The nightmares crept in when I was asleep. <br />‘Twas the restless thoughts of my losing you; <br />you gave me a world I wanted to keep. <br />Then I dreamt it was gone; what I could do? <br /> <br />The dream felt so real that I tossed around. <br />I began to sweat and shake in my skin, <br />the dark room was quiet, nary a sound. <br />I was cold and clammy, drool on my chin. <br /> <br />The dream woke me up and I shook my head. <br />My hand searched around and what did I feel? <br />Right there beside me was you in my bed. <br />My fear then left, it was all so surreal. <br /> <br />My head touched the pillow, I held you tight, <br />dreaming sweet things for the rest of the night. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Author notes <br /> <br />Sonnet: <br />Sonnets are formal poems and consist of 14 lines (3 quatrains and a couplet) , traditionally written in iambic pentameter - that is, in lines ten syllables long, with accents falling on every second syllable.<br /><br />Amera Andersen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-204/
