Dreams Are Tangible to Me

Dreams Are Tangible to Me

Do we truly understand our dreams?
They can be so vast and hard to comprehend.
My fantasies often take me to extremes.
Just as often, they help me to pretend.

Dreams occupy my mind when at slumber.
I continually relish my intervals asleep.
Upon awakening, I am eternally chipper.
I never waste my dreams by counting sheep.

My dreams seemingly are perfection.
What ecstasies I relish as I woolgather.
So many adventures seem to beckon.
My pipedreams help me to prosper.

I never experience a night without conceptions.
Secretly I want to stargaze.
My dreams are constantly homespuns.
Yes, my musings are my mainstays.

Dream the dreams of other men and you'll be no ones rival.
Be selfish with your own musings.
Your dreams should never be a capsule.
They must be ongoing yearnings.