wonder kind

how lucky i am in these arms
the heart that beats
for me alone
but we can't stay like this for long

i'm nearly waking up
the dream is over

and in the real time
work and sleep and play
distract me
through the monotone day
i hear the birds
not song but speech
discussing where they fly to next

i'm nearly to my bed
the dream begins

and in and out of continents
through jungles forests
tenements
you still are there
holding my hand
for once i haven't said goodbye
again

the sun is nearly up
the dream is over

and i am filled with wonder
kind , accepting of my place in life
but living somewhere in my head
makes me able to bear
the way things are

the heart that beats
for me alone
i let you go
without even knowing
so close
we were breathing for each other
i was you
and you were
what i now see in the mirror
standing behind me
glad you found me
again
i am in wonder
at the kindness of you
friend

i now go to my bed
the dreamwheel spins
again

in wonder
kind
we mend