And In My Dreams
my unlived dreams
or maybe past lives
sprawl before me vivid
those elements too slippery
for my daytime fingers
a mutiny of imagination
lusts' games played shamelessly
and holy moments of understanding
entwined in nocturnal intimation
spilling into my undreaming hours -
Oh, how I love to dream,
and experience an existence more fully
relieved the burdens of wakefulness
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