sleep mode (for m.)

Tell me your dream,
That instant when you soared in the sky
Or scaled a mountain
Or touched the ocean floor.
You heard snippets,
Saw things in technicolor,
Experienced Kafka or Borges.
You dream, and dream in many ways
And I marvel at how shape-shifting,
Swift-moving galaxies are bared
To you through your subconscious.
Let me listen
While you spring loose
Your animated imaginings
Of far-off places, exotic beings.
Take me there with you,
Lay me in your arms,
As I myself am dreaming.