Dreamers

She dreamed the dream where worries flew
With fears of variegated summer hues.
Swans floated aimlessly beneath her feet
Amidst the ripples of rustling wheat.

Revealed in pure pulsating clouds,
The worries flew higher, turned around -
Twisted down to dance through wheat,
And fast as light, engulfed her feet.

He watched her twitch her legs again,
Aware that maybe this was the end.
Blackness, fuzzy with fuzzy thoughts,
He searched her face for all he sought.

Free, she must be free at last.
The pull of fear, the swans flew past.
The wheat would never rustle again,
Wake Up. Look down. Dark, and then: -

He closed his eyes, she was awake.
He could not face the imminent break.
His thoughts fixed on her twitching feet
Until her sounds of even sleep.

Sleep, she was calm, and wheat once more
Was filled with swans, and she walked for
Him no more.