Dream that descend as waterfalls
Illuminating diamond brilliance deepest night
The glowing tail of a shooting star
Flashes of lightning amidst menacing clouds
Lamp shining in an assassin’s cave
Upon awakening transparent as bubbles
Illusions in the watery morning light
See the endless things as a dewdrop
Far and wide I have travelled Through the Gateless Gate of the Jade Courtyard Bounded the wooden stairs two by two Discovering within this sparse hotel room A place as serene as a walled garden Because waiting here for me I find you And what species of flowers will bloom As I stroke the lock of the Vermillion Gate So I beg of you, don’t open the blinds.
I dreamt that I was a butterfly
Reality is always retreating
Bidding adieu in the mirror
Who dreams that she was a man
An eternal regress,
Recess set within infinite recesses
From long ago and very far away
A vanishing point
Seemingly out of reach
Whose own dream poised a question
Maybe the way is to walk,
Fly in the wrong direction.
Inside swimming in sibilant light
Single stroke nearer still point
Leading towards an empty room
That’s above below and beyond
Elsewhere nowhere somehow everywhere.
I touch your skin with a hope of palpating your heart
To cause an excitation within your mind that travels
Down and around towards the tenderest target zones
Leading to an exultation that abolishes all barriers
Just for a moment a confusion reigns as to where I stop
And when do you start to begin once more again
Ever constricting circles nearing the vanishing still point
The ever eluding aim the shimmering illusionary goal
Of my hesitant groping then more assured stroking
As you strain to reach those regions unknown to me
Still I long for and hasten your complete surrender
Emptied and spent experience blank devasted serenity
I touch your skin unsure whether this repetition is a curse
Or some form of blessing preceding a final absolution
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