How you were inexplicably in my dreams

In the deep sleep of a warm Saturday afternoon
I had a dream and you were there

You referenced things we seemed to know
like they were the shared experiences of past dreams
But you weren't in them
How could you know?

In the dream we sat on a couch with no cushions
and I felt uncomfortable
maybe because of the seats
Or maybe it was because you were there
Out of place because I never dreamed of you before

However you were nothing like you at all
And you started to entrance my friends
With the sort of mindless sensuality of intoxicating sirens
running ships aground with your song
I watched it all unfold as you serenaded your way to intimate closeness
nearer, nearer still
But farther, farther from me

In my dream I started burning up
You kissing gently the lips I did not own
And it felt so wrong
And you seemed not to care
As he brushed the hair from your eyes and held you like I could not

I ached with jealousy I've never known
With each moment of my silence I cried out in my mind
Until the thoughts played the air like invisible instruments
and they rang audibly in desperate plea
"Why are you doing this?"

In the dream I ran outside into the dream world night
The sky was purple and glowing with energy
I still felt too warm
Wondering why on a cold November evening I found no relief
Why the rocks and trees around me were caged up
When they possessed no ability to move anyway
And neither could I

Paralyzed, puzzled and hurt
I wished my dreams were dreams at all
Heavenly impossibilities we wake up from
With no memory except of the good feelings

But I remember you vividly

I remember you in my dream
And how it felt more like a nightmare