open window

clandestinely,
your dreams
open window
of my dreams

they're ripened
in the sin's oven
of ideating me,
of ideating you

vibe is diluted
in mint's color
of your eyes
fixed on mine

your one desire
is I, invited with
my one desire
sizzling in yours

…and in a snap
dreams go in
their silky sleep,
[dawn budded]


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