Dreamily
Still not awake
Adrift in beauty's harbor
Focused on his face
His voice
His words, actions
Make him more real
Make him more a dream
I below his level
Yet still
He comes
Reaches for me
I won't be ostensible
Yet I feel he knows
Knows what?
How when I don't even know
Still he tastes the dianthus flower
So intoxicating
Pulling him in
With it's ability to seduce
And still he comes to me
My vivid dream
My shameless reality
My home