I fell in love last night in the eight-hour time when I rested my eyes

I could fly but wouldn't realize the dream becoming lucid even

just to realize the falseness of the perfect woman I arrested in my sleep

never did I think of how we met or why she could have descended

from the sky and I wouldn't have thought twice for I might ruin

the illusion  I didn't know was one but it couldn't be I felt her with me

I held her softy but tight as could be

but she escaped me

got her wings when I refused mine and now they're gone

as the straight-jacket cinder-block reality I wake up in clips them

I'm trying to place her face what she looked like

how her voice sounds why she made me happy

makes

all I have left is a vivid slice of the best night in a while

that felt like years and miles

I'm lying in bed and she leans to kiss my face

though I never saw hers

this world asleep is a pond of still water

and she is my mind's daughter