Waking Dream

I)            I am:

walking,

waking in a dream.

Stepping forward,

taken

by a stream of colors and shapes

that make

no earthly sense.

I can’t define

the scene.

I can’t confine my

emotion to within or

refine the moments

melting

without myself.

I blink and

think, if only

I squint,

look closer

at the showers of color and shape

maybe,

just then,

I’ll understand this dream…

 

II)      You are:

standing,

looking at me.

Amused with

your muse,

you the artist.

With one look,

souls fuse and

I lose myself

within

you take my

waking dream and

halt

the raining world

before me.

I blink and

think of you,

defined

in the midst

of my melting

rainy waking

dream…

 

Down,

in pools of liquid

falling earth

Down.

Below above around us,

Down,

I look up

at you

Fall into you

my arms around

you

together firmly,

in my melty waking

Dream.

 

For Dominick, Fall 2006

 

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