The dream comes first

The powers been out for hours
But we didn’t know till now
The still heat becomes oppressive
She opens the window for breeze
Like the wind dancing on a lake
It dances across our naked skin
Chasing shivers across like waves
The sound of rain relaxes
But the thunder stirs a primal shift
As sleep waits impatiently for entrance
The dream comes first and
Takes them both away….

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