Dream Boy

I fell so in love
with a boy from a dream;
which serves now to show
things are not what they seem..
The slippery slope ahead
leads to nothing but pain,
but what I wouldn’t give
to see my dream boy again.
From now on I’ll sleep
a little earlier each eve
and pray that he comes
and takes not his leave.
So then when I wake
he’ll stay here with me —
the venturesome boy,
escaped from a dream.