Sleep's Imagination

I dream of minty lilac
silky flowers and lacy dew
moss of puppy ears
humming of heartbeat
your grandmother's lullaby
murky swirls of gray
a cup of London Fog
spilled and dripping
my dream of lavender catnip
Mane of savanna grass
I've turned and he sits
a lion proud and strong
golden wheat fur
eyes like amber
trapping a fly
He circles me
carefully placing paw pads
inspecting, observing, searching
should I feel scared
afraid this majestic cat
will pounce
and I won't wake
I remain calm
even as he walks up
I place my hand
in the dome of fountain grass
Through currents of powder blue elixir
my fingers gently glide
tiny fish of silver
with green eyes
sea and sand
pulse by me
I make my way
bubbles writhing
here and there
up I glance
and follow white streaks
and refracted glass
soon my hand breaks
the surface of consciousness
and the pale blue potion
of morning sky