You should have seen. Tuesday's dream. Dancing in my head. For you'd have heard. A thousand words. That nobody had said. And you'd have. Watched me try to run. Where dreams have. Never strayed. Heard my cries because. I know I really was afraid. Dreams dreams. I'll never keep. My body rests. But my eyes refuse to sleep. Sights and sounds. My mind created. Far beyond the thoughts. Of which we speak. And then we danced. On silver wings. Upon a gilded thread. I heard the song the angel sings. To bless my lowered head. And at the door of paradise. My best laid plan begun. But as I turned to reach for you. My coloured night it was gone. .