I Saw in a Dream

I saw in a dream,
A maiden whose cries foamed at the lips of waves,
and dissolved into a pool of lethargic streams.
Dripping down the ceilings and through the rocky tides,
her sobs showered the walls in crystalline waterfalls.
Walls twice high as the tears that she slept in -
a borderline gossamer cube of a thousand facial reflections.
Metronomic beats pulsated in her ocean of gloom;
in the passing of roaring liquid currents of emotion.
Liquid floods that thrashed against her dampened body.
Her grieving drowned the alarming pulse of her conscience into a watery debate,
all the while an echo of heated anger ruptured shapelessly from her core.
The smashing blow of foam softened to a ripple formed from rocky tears
thrown out through a pipeline eye.
Estranged from reality for many viscous cycles,
she stood singular - time lapsed into a bipolar state
mesmerizing her surrounding tidal waves and displacing herself into a calm serenity.

Now the raging current dies out, smoothing itself into a tranquil flow as she reflects
on that illusive life of hers.
Then a sudden apparition of a prismatic, nameless man appears.
Tears of joy rained down from the aqueduct,
salting the body of water in piling currents of mixed emotion.

Now she's drowning, ever-sinking into a series of constant thinking
halting the man from ever reaching her in time.
The waves were much too strong!
And so to help a lover parted, ever-moving in an absorbent sea that pushes man and me...
she drank her tearful ocean.

Then I awoke.