Lucid Dream


I don’t know if i should even call you a stranger.

If i knew falling asleep would’ve brought me to you,

Then i would’ve continued sleeping until i met you.

Nobody warned me about how soulless the world is,

Much less explained the danger.

The way you smiled,

It was illuminating.

The way your lips spread from both corners your faces,

It was molasses.

It happened with time stopped.

And i thought i had melt.

Maybe we were meant to meet.

You’re beauty is so well polished,

It reminded me heaven can still send a goddess,

With the right vibrations,

A balanced frequency

And submissive pulsation.

Dreaming about you was a new found sensation.

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