Mediocre poem time.

[wayfaringmind]

if dreaming means
anything
then i'd sleep on
pillow lips
plump with secrets
and fingertips
would soften my eyelids
~
backs would align with walls
sturdy walls
walls that could not be pushed over
~
hands would always cup
faces upturned
sighs parting lips
neck napes exposed
~
hair would curl neatly
in air thick with
moisture
beading between brows
~
and the sweet nothings
would mean nothing
nothing sweet really
~
because if dreaming means
anything
then everything 
means
~