oh father
will you please caress my head
till I get sleepy
oh mother
will you please sing me lullaby
till I fell asleep
oh my love
will you please hold my hand
let me to my dream
oh loved ones
I have always been a dreamer
only in a dream the world can seem peace and friendly
where I can reach my imagination
where I can follow my visions
oh loved ones
if later I awake
I will dedicate you
a poetry about a woman
that able to write only in her dream
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– mei –
m e i r o 
thats truly sad, hope she writes her poems fully awake and shares them with world.
he..he.., my imagination was sometimes difficult to hold, it just flow as it is.
Best wishes.
thats the beauty of being a poet 🙂
ya…, it is.