Hypnagogic

You ever have those dreams where you’re falling

And right before you hit the ground

You wake up?

In a jolt

Gasping and sweating

For the fear of splattering was so vivid.

Now imagine that, but in reverse

Being jolted into a free-fall

One second, secure with two feet on the ground

Then, in an instant, gasping and sweating

You’re falling.

Through a dream.

That’s how I imagine love.