Real Dreams by Hillary Raimo
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Last night you came,
In a pool of higher love,
pulled to your world.
Field of electric webs connected us,
Lots of others,
Feelings felt, memories awakened,
A long ago land of forgotten people.
The bridge had been built, I had to remember,
the path so you could reach me,
I slipped out of my body, willingly pulled.
Ecstatic pleasure, sexual used,
Male and female merged into the sun,
hanging by the remaining moon.
Taken back to the first time,
shining, pure and whole.
You will find others, she said,
who are the same,
wake each other up,
it is time.