Sleep to Dream

Sleep.

A seam within a dream;

Like the thread swimming in your bed,

And the beauty in your head,

Dance through mine and whirl away impending dread.

Swoon.

A current within a life,

Like the oceans I heard you call across;

And now find what was lost.

Regale in beauty of love divine no matter what the cost. 

Painting "And they call her the Sea" by Alana Armstrong