Dreamer

Dreamer,
Dream a little more
Where are your dreams,
Surreal and vibrant as before?


Harsh reality
poured forth in a bleak sigh
last night, your world so dark,
dreams faded from your eye...


Dear dreamer
Where are the eyes that once saw vérité? 
Where are they, your lens through which 
truth had beauty? whence you lacked fierté?


It seemed the lens has shattered
your heart beats slowly to disillusionment
The wine you drank, the food you feasted
turned sour to your tongue, your eyes light dimmed.....


Dear dreamer....
come back to me soon
I miss dreaming with you
when you still saw a face in the moon...

© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2010