I dreamt again of you last night,
You pressed yourself into my life.
I told you that it was not fair,
You smiled and said there was no harm.
You temptress of my private thoughts.
But were you right to make me calm?
Or should I resist your enticing snare?
The figment that I saw was not my wife,
But my subconscious in confusèd fight.
Written in the morning of Saturday 11th August 2018.