I delight in brief dreams
and madness. The dreamy
surfaces of her dreaming
reflect me. In a daydream
I'm revealed. We that dream
know figures of dreaming
clearly. I have a dream
of rhymes, I am dreamless
yet asleep. We that dream
find talk of the dreamlike
trials of love. I dreamily
taste the nectar of dreams
appearing.
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