I dreamed of

Crane fly phosphenes

In early morning

Lucid awakening, room darkened and still

A bright flash of light

Along its long legs and abdomen

Brought to mind a sparking of the spirit

I remember another dream of a month ago

The struggle between want and don’t played out

Your fists clenched against a bouquet bursting with color and scent and aphrodisiac

Yet you demand…demand! to be held close

An explosion of sound and heat

Pouring release into the air with no visible trace

Transformation