she came to me in a daydream



... she appeared out of nowhere, onto my lap
... i said, whoa baby, who are you?
... she said, i'm miss yet_to_be_seen
... i'm a dream from the cosmic scene

... if you desire me, you can bring me into
material reality for a short interlude

... she felt good and was soft and friendly,
but i couldn't make out her face, so i let go

... i awoke, still alive




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