lucid dreams kiss her face 
 wrapped in the light of 

 ocean morning, drifting 
 from the nape he savors 

 to blue unopened eyes. 
 dreams reaching deep into 

 the inner sanctum 
 he builds from blueprints of 

 her own imaginings 
 where laughter turns to 

 laughter-song ringing 
 clean in the sound of him.




22 feb 02
M Madison