dreaming

whisper
sing
like a midnight dream
waxing
waning
the flow still remaining
wash over
embrace
like a children race
pitter
patter
what on earth does it matter
we are here
we are one
we have become
we race
we chase
like a starlight embrace
becoming the keep
of the rapture's sweep
we glide
 never knowing
where we are going
yet we stop
and think
and it wakes
like a sigh on the back
of a sweat poured dream
what was it?
fades
awake
- janey,  july 2012