a warm cup of milk and i drift off to my minds eye to free associate <br />in my imagination unconscious there is no time to negotiate <br />we dream without color dont you see <br />but a wonderful world of imagery <br />blood red, green lust, yellow fear <br />some men dream of power here <br /> <br />altho it is winter i see the grass but i know my eye sees gray <br />altho it is winter i see two lovers holding each other at the park <br />my minds eye knows there's an absence of color <br />but i will remain to give rise to the champagne of colors <br /> <br />a gray mouse is gray in your dreams every day <br />a green mouse is gray just like watching the munsters on tv <br />your dreams are all in black and white <br />night is day and day is night <br />No need to stand and fight <br />The color is gone when we dream <br />None of us need it <br />but none of us are wise to the lesson being taught <br />The sign says we dont need color when we dream <br />Our dreams are colored only by the emotion felt <br />Our dreams are colored only by our depth of passion <br />Our dreams are colored only by our overwhelming desire <br />That didn't surface while we smiled and feigned joy all day <br />Our dreams are colored by our hopes and our unconscious <br />helps us <br />Helps us pray for a better day <br />beau golden<br /><br />BEAU GOLDEN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/absence-of-color-when-we-dream-sequel/
