In Between Dreams

I saw a dream today,

When I woke up

I wanted to tell you

Like always;

Flanked by microfiber

And a pre-dawn lull soaked with 

Unsaturated love and rubatosis

I cried in that dream in front of you

I had no clue who you were;

Not that I know now

It was not a lucid dream, not a gurgle down a maze, 

Nor was it a trickle in the infinite ocean of my dreamscape

That stores sights-sounds-sighs; 

It was not a painting

That brewed like a primordial shape shifting solaris

Revealing itself in bursts of azure and gold 

Nor was it a magic carpet ride above lush

Terrains humming, aware, convincing

Akin a lover’s body in denial

It was just a scene: quotidian at best; 

There was a soft zephyr that blew from somewhere,

There was a soft light that illuminated the day like any other day,

Detached! 

Another day,

We were together there, albeit 

In my last moment; 

I woke up with a smile.

And, I was home, with you.