Walking in your Dream

sapphic(52)
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You slept as I walked in your dream last night,
pastel kittens, fluro puppies, Sun shining bright.
Sitting I communed with your spiritual guides,
they spoke of you and gave me a fright.

They said you harbor malevolent fear and if one wants,
it's located here.
Moving in a direction fingers indicate,
a brisk walk transformed to a shambling gait.

Black burning ooze entwines feet,
as sky is covered in blood red sheet.
Lurching forward, falling to knees,
searching of pockets, screaming banshees.

Demon leers, fondling hard rod,
woman clutches posy of forget-me-nots.
Bellowing laughter makes bowel spent,
flicking of fingers, space-time is rent.

Speaking words, casting spell,
binding demon, return thee to Hell.
Getting to my feet, I close the rift,
cleansing complete, a divine relief.

You stir from within your beautiful sleep,
I awake dripping sweat from a nightmare deep.

But as sunbeams dance across your fair arm,
a posy of flowers, still rests in my palm.

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