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For weeks 
I have been followed,
they mirror
my every move …


and now 
I’m dreaming them


they drifted in 
and separated me 
from my bed,
whisking me from my sheets
they fly me,
to curl the other place


soaring on dreams
brushing just enough to touch, 
my feet stroll medieval turrets
and like walking ripples 
across a lake, I glide


I swept my hand through stars
that floated in fingers of memory
all held, 
in a gondola of wings


(dragonflies, 
big as dragons)


they call me in wimples
serenade me to cathedrals
within canopy’s of weeping willows,
I am gobsmacked
in their phantasmic enchantments
that undulate vapoured mist,
with feeling


(I’m mesmerized
and burning)


as I,
sucked into vortexes of spinning visions,
and splayed out on magenta clouds,
leaning over
I tore it off, 
like cotton balls
and floated it to play 
on whiskers of wind


and when sliding over 
this light phantastic,
winged cavaliers cradle me


and feather me back to earth …


I awoke to curtains
dancing through mosaics of light,
transforming to spread wings
and lay lace wreaths
over the arms of time


but in the reality of dimension,
in the unknown that is the surreal
swaddled in the wings of a dragonfly,


I’m whispering sleep
to the Dreamtime

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