Of the dream
that entered opening the door
Least that was said –
The more
It came with bigger imagery
Sweetest in steps

Nothing that was
To say by my tongue
The marvelous desire overpowering –
It came ethereal in steps
Whole of my being

I mingled
The blending of my soul
In every vein of mine –
Assured of my defeat
I tucked away my body from my ‘self’
And plunged deep into dream space

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