Dream within a dream

Heart within a heart

All we cannot see

Are things we cannot part with

Cover me in sand

Lift me into sleep

Once I find the lost hand

I might finally keep it

Storm, small storm

Under my skin

Pulling me in

Warm, here it’s warm

As it never fully is

Without you

Should my shelter

Ever come to harm

Would I

Close my eyes

Would I

Now unsee

What I’ve always needed

What I’ve always wanted

Blind to cold

Numb to sequence

Past untold

Past unspoken

Even havens

Are a kind of daydream

Even comfort

Is a kind of drowning

Star, small star

In my palm

In this sanctum I belong

Or so it would seem

Yet the worst part of a dream

Is the waking

The first part of moving on

Is breaking

So now that my shelter

Is no more

I will

Close my eyes

As if I

Could unsee

What I’ve always needed

What I’ve always wanted

Dream within a dream

Heart within a heart

Isolated, we

On an island of my making