Throughout my dream
colors and flavors arrived
warning bells screamed
No mobile home
Warning bells were ringing
A city unknown unaware
Faces greeted then disappeared
Graceful flavors tongue town
Taste departs to urgent islands
The sleepy inhabitants breathe
I could feel breath on my face
It was night air pouring out
A reciprocal dozy sensation
I could smell dreamlike romance
like salt rising off drying mud
Morning tide of retreating dreams
wake to confusion
sweat and drool
what a lifetime
in silent calm
As I relived the dream
It all came back to me
Like a childhood taste
remembering
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