Suspended

In the middle of the day

Standing in front of a glass

Mirror, looking deep into

Her dreams passageway

Illusions abound playfully

Shadows creep across her

Lucid dreams desires, she

Inhales inward, in no hurry

A condescending serpentine

Whispers across her dream's

Promise, vanguard rainbows

Dodging many a fatal scene

A picture window shielding

Her every naked conception

A kindred porthole set a fire

Her breath and heart reuniting.

Edwin James

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