Deep and calm this night my sleep <br />mind at rest at dawn. <br />Reality's realm tween wake and peace <br />in gut I know is real. <br />Effortlessly wind whispers through my <br />eye to heart of mind. <br />Aperation claims without my bid into <br />my dream to steal. <br />Marauding surreal this foggy mist a <br />room I trapped you in now mine. <br />Such is that which tries to stake <br />a claim I make now mine<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whispers-31/
