Again A Dream


I breathe your name in my sleep
and roll into dream snow,
swallowing the clear crystals from the solid stream
of unconscious levitation.

You appear as a ghost of sunshine,
machine-gunning through the seconds
I live as days, tripping
the mines
of subconscious musing.

I explode and disintegrate
in your soft absence,
curling into waves of presence
that mesmerize the wake of slumber.