A Dream Within a Dream

After reading this poem its hard not feel like this is just another love poem about how being in love could feel like a dream. Yet, getting deeper into it, I feel like when the narrator says, "Is all that we see or seem /but a dream within a dream?" This made me think of the phrase, " it's too good to be true," because when something either really good or bad happens it feels like things like this only happen in movies, not to mention dreams. Then when the poem starts off with taking a kiss, when you feel in love or that kind of intimate feeling, you suddenly want to stay in reality because now your reality is suddenly better that being in a dream. I think the part when he can't keep hold of the grains of sand is referring to how you can't really decide what you want to dream or when you want to wake up. Everything just falls into place on its own.