Out Of Dreams

I hope I never
Run out of dreams
Of root beer rivers,
Metallic streams,
Or slow-dancing on the moon
While my partner sweetly sings.

I hope I never 
Run out of dreams
Calm and chaotic fantasies
To pass each friendly and lonely hour

I hope to never
Lose the power
Of disappearing into my own
Realm of interesting things—
Oh, I hope to never
Run out of dreams.

Pray my mind grows no legs
For then, it cannot run
And when the dreams come
They and I will remain as one

All I can hope for then
Is that the dreams won't run away
From me
Because I ran into them.