THE DREAM

The dream I had the other night

was about her

again.

She danced with me,

pale and beautiful

and flowing

beneath a heavily armed sky

as we experienced

mutual steps

and each other.

The dream I had the other night

was about her again,

the eighth in a series

recently

about that special sort

that I never realized was special

before.

The dream I had the other night

about her

made me rethink

realize what it was that I wanted

and how obvious it was.

The dream

with faeries and sprites

flying around her wondrous hair

gave me pause

gave me pleasure

gave me respite

from my nightmare day.

Truly do I wonder

what the dream means.

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