#WritcoPoemPrompt82
At night when I lay in bed,
As I drift towards my sleep,
When the eve becomes shadowy red,
My slumber has begun deep,Floating
on a cloud unconscious I pray to God my soul to keep.Vibrating through the 5th demintion
Frequencys that quantum leap , molecules,
and tiny atoms to little for my eyes to peep,
Turn to solid from a liquid too heavy for my mind to sweep .In this dream it's hard to figure,
Illusively the sandman creeps.
© Ocean