entering and exiting
by David Fronius
we enter and exit our dreams,
like the tide touching sand on the shore.
whetting our appetite for each other's love,
wanting to taste more.
"have I lost my mind," I said,
checking the mirror that was my soul,
but the only answer returned was
'seek that which is your goal'.
I knew before the question was asked
that she was my answer, and then
I exited my fitful sleep
and entered her paradise again.