follow

One morning
I arrive at work
to find that my friend
had dreamt of me
 
in a dress made
of lace and sun
and smiles
 
and of me
 
asking him
to follow
as I walked
barefooted
away from
him
 
with tall grass
blowing beautiful
and breezy
 
and oddly
enough he
did follow
 
until he woke
 
and now we both
wonder where
I was leading us

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