You caught me falling asleep when you close your eyes,
and you met me half way to the river where our dreams swim in the currents of time.
The silence in the night soaks through the blankets,
seeps through our eyelids,
but it never captures our minds.
I'll meet you there always, that house out of time.
We'll be carried to that place on an eddy from owl wings.
A passenger in my eyes
Blink away the last world of soft cats and dragon kites.
Blink again to invite skeletons holding hands.
Blink again and hands will move,
skin shimmering at the five finger dance.