Lucid Dream 33
LUCID DREAM 33
I saw you dream. Now read between each word.
I thought the dream was mine, but it was you
who dreamt of me, a love song seldom heard,
though it was me, I guess you never knew.
Yes I was there, not making any sense,
and you, so young and beautiful would think
who is this fool, across my rusting fence?
And you'd not dream I am your missing link.
How else could I be there, where-in you sleep,
and touch your hand; remembering your eyes
when I awake, from what I thought too deep
to understand or hope to fantasize.
I saw you dream. I searched to find a gate,
but none was there and you had dreamed too late.
© ron arbuthnot
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