A Dream Kiss

As i lie
On the periphery  
Of surrealism
Sleep beckons me
My eyelids
Like hoods
Grow heavy
As i metaphorically
Buckle myself up
Ready
For my next journey
Into unknown worlds
Falling into portholes
Floating into empty space
As my brain
Short circuits
Into another dimension
And sparks into
Another version
Of another me
Although most of my travels
Are nightmarish
Tis a funny thing
That ive kissed
About six women
In six years
Whilst in dreamworld
But only one
In that same time
In real life
I wonder if we dream
When we die?
 
by Jemia