In dreams
it seems
delicate fibers
weave elaborate
mandalas
Universal orchestra
lights up hemispheres
connecting wishes
with memories
like mica in moonlight
Consoling my waking
container of self
whose only touch
emanates from
magic cat's paws
In dreams
I walk, left hand
on the Crow
Right palm lights
up each time I touch
Musical prodigy
our desire lit
like fireflies in heat
exquisite thinning veil
between
wake and dream...
A.S.
8/15/2012
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