Monday

Dreamer


I walked into your dream,
dreamer.

The door was open.
I heard the music.
I saw the dancers.

I began to sing.
I began to dance.

I held the hand 
of a child. 
I became a child.

I was embraced.
I embraced in turn.

I drank.
I tasted elixir.

I ate.
I knew ambrosia.

I was black.
I was white.

For a brief
moment I
was shining.

Like the sun.

I walked into your dream,
dreamer.