I'll show you my dreams --- if you show me yours?
Tag! You're it!
Chase me down the corridor at the speed of light
Floating
Hip sewn to hip
Patchwork through atmospheres of soapy bubbles
becoming nothing more than an instant chain of reflexes
Peek through the peep-hole
Trip!
Fall -
into the port-hole

Fancy sippy-cup cocktails
Tourists in outer-space
FLASHLIGHT beams dance from distant galaxies
Shhh...
our search-party signals a missle-crisis

...Tip-toe to me
Fill empty bellies with warm mistle-toe kisses
We sparkle like two little midnight fire-flies
Trapped together
Sealed up tight inside an empty jam-jar

Fluffy little cotton-balls
JUMP!
Do you feel it yet?
The tickling sensation of gravity

Hide-and-Go-Seek in the Garden of Eden
Oh my love, how does your garden grow?

Feathers!
Feathers!
...Fall from the sky above
Listen to the angels sing a capella
Soft voices guide us inside a music-box
It's opening night!
A precious ballerina patiently waits for a set of behind the scene fingers
to wind the small knob -
releasing the beautiful magic of her machine parts
...All wound-up
She spins in tiny elegant circles
Mechanical jaws drop through-out the audience

After party -
A tea party!
We dangle from strings like puppets
Stars shoot across the midnight sky at microvolts -
Leaving behind trails of sugar -
Sparkling through the air and into our porcelain tea-cups

Place your initials upon my lips
before exchanging endless stimulation in conversation
Beneath a glowing sun
shimmering shafts of light melt the fluffy clouds like warm marshmallows
LOVE is the King's game
Clearly, a theory: after careful observation we joyfully find ourselves
playing the role of his Royal Jokers
we paint portraits of our most ideal desires as they're captured and
concealed as frame-work which he stores deep inside the caverns of our
minds
...until a spark signals a circuit
to stabilize activation
The mind may malfunction
as it speculates how it once generated such a state
of relaxation through an unknown meditation

Eye-lash flutter
Eye-lids rise and shine -
bright as the morning sky
Tap your ruby-red slippers together
Repeat after me
"There's no place like home"
Regain consciousness...
as the alpha-rhythm slowly fades
 
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