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Magic Bed, Special Dreams
Isabelle5

My bed expands at night,
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stretches out to realms
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unseen beneath the sun.
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My toes touch sands
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not made by mountains
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on any human map
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and there are special dreams
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when lovemaking
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with handsome men  
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is just as real
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as when I am awake –
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I wake relaxed,
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my hands above the sheets,
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purring like a cat,
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humming songs
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no man will ever hear,
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in a bed, small and snug
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and big enough for one.
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23 Feb 07

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Wow. Now here's something worth reading from a real person. So many poems about dreams on this site, but this is the only one I ever liked.
 — icepineapple

Isabelle5 you have scored again!
 — icepineapple

this poem rox. it makes me sleepy too, lol
 — unknown

Oh, I was revising while you read it.  I wonder what you saw while I was doing that!  You are fast readers!  Thank you!
 — Isabelle5

Isabelle, this is why I'm a big fan of yours.

You manage to bring dreams, humour, and even love into poetry and it never feels forced, fake, or cliché.

I honestly don't know why I haven't favourited all your work.

Teo.
 — teo_omega11

This is mostly forced and cliche ------- I won't say its fake. You are probably very scincere.
 — unknown

Isabelle

You are a star. Your poetry conjures up so much. Apologies for taking off my latest effort "Gunpowder By The Fire" along with your comment as it was such a pile of poo i couldn't stand to see it sitting in my file any longer.

Larry sick and fed up Lark
 — larrylark

Besides the bit about moutains making sand - this is gold.
 — WordsAndMe

Well Issie, I come to see if I can rip your poem apart since thats all you have been doing to mine when I started posting again, but I can't because it is impossible. I wish you would read something of mine you like and post on it instead of reading everthing you hate. Ha ha, I know there has to be one new poem I wrote that is appealing to you. If I could, I would write to you and only you to get your criticism.
-Drew
 — Him

Isabelle, you fascinate me.

Very well done.

-FF
 — For_Forsaken

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