11.4.20

Lucid

This yearning for you, flames
If I go to you at night
Along the path of dreams
Can you blame me?

Or hath you came to me, in a dream,
while I was sleeping? Set me on fire.
Had I known it was a dream,
I wouldn't have wakened.

We can set aside conformities
Make trip to the sun, and
taste the blaze
in our mouths