I Dream

i dream that every tree trunk tells a tale
of mountain slopes with colossal proportion
that each point of light in the sky holds its own meaning
and
i dream of brush stroked clouds streaming past
turrets of castles shooting up
of dialects and dragon slayers
and
i dream of flying free in silence
engines humming a somber tune
dancing in the fabric of things
and
i dream of oceans small and large
missiles firing at the dark
and bits of songs i forgot about
but
most of all i dream
of you