Mustard Field

Maybe so I willed In half sleep’s ethereal stream In January’s mustard field She hugged me in liplocked dream! What now she said eye on eye I’m come past all fear So our lips never go dry Nothing stops us from here! I put my tongue on hers Rolled in her saliva filled Her eyes blinked million stars Traveling time in the mustard field! Bloomed yellows thunderous bright Rained sky a sweet redress Dream came at end of night Wept wet in her embrace! I tiptoed on her bedside Her lips quivered moist filled Maybe so she willed Same dream in the mustard field!