One dream, just one dream a week to keep br me alive, one dream, just one dream a week br to keep me sweet, does not matter how often br I die, does not matter that I often cry, just one br dream, one hour a week to carry me through br the moments of death when all of life fizzles br out, when all else desert me and I bleed inside br br It just takes one dream a week to keep me so br vibrantly alive, to let me know that life goes on br after the body is lost, I cannot wait to shed this br shell and this life, but while I am alive, I shall br live high with passion because I do not need br much, just one dream a week, just one smile br just one secret glance and one secret touch br br Afterwards, when my mind survives my life I br shall cherish the sweet thoughts I have known, br I shall enjoy every secret sigh, every wonderful br feeling of love – this is all it takes, reality is only br illusion, there is nothing here, it all lives in the br mind and mine is filled with enough romance br to last for infinity, and while I am here, serving br br Penance for being born, just one dream a week br is all it takes to fill my being with light…br br Margaret Alicebr br