Follow me Only with the Sweetness I Tasted Beneath the Sheets of Night

Why follow me into reality?

With bitterness rather than the sweetness I tasted in the dark of night.

Why follow despite the rational of my warnings?

Failing not to drag me under the sheets and rejoice at my tragic fantasy

Why follow with the sweetness of an existence which cannot overstep the frontiers of dreamland to the realism of reality?

By Daniella D.