I Am, 'Inside Our Head

That was a long time before you were born. And I had forgotten most those your dreams. But for that, you then it was I saw there, standing before me, like the sun it is bright- white hot is My, your dream. And the wall I built of roses, rose slowly, the rose, it is slow, and yet still nothing between you and my dreams. Until that morning when I touched the sky, the rose- upon the Wall. Shadows all have moved back. I am you/you are I. I am with you moved the shadow of night, it is dawn. Inside our head. Already the light/write of my dream and before me on me, you are. Just a trick of one thick brick in the wall, ignored. Light/write of my dream, you My hand! My darkness you moved with your smile! Each broken eye which passes through fire and the wall now encased in blue ice. Bricks in the wall! No more holes in your dreams! Thousands of stars like you and lights/write of each burning sun, in dreams made up of but you.