The Secret Language of Friends

I am sleepless and still asleep...
Last night I dreamed
A furrowed brow plowed through my decorum,
Pierced my solemnity
And grasped my dignity.

Sleepless though still asleep,
I tossed and turned out my insecurities
Envisaged my abilities
And gravity was lost in reverie.

I am asleepless...
awakened by the possibilities of dreams infinity