Lucid Dreaming
The stars seemed to form new constellations that night,
And I was the creator of the Universe, as I took her hand,
Brought it to my mouth, and kissed it, acknowledging
Her flesh with my lips, as though she were
The Queen of a new horizon, one so vast and wide,
Only in dreams did she inhabit, yet this seemed real,
The air was crisp, I could see through everyone,
Just like in real life, only as my eyes twitched rapidly,
Against my eyelids, I knew this was just a fantasy,
A hypnogogic hallucination, and as the movie played out
behind
My closed lids, the night was a syrup,
Poured all over me, crazy in fire, crazy in love with my
dreams.
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