FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

in the dream
we touch and i am
free
like rain falling
on everything

it is different
when i wake up
and you are gone

these guilt like
thorns
and i have become
its main rose

the tree is real
stable upon earth
confident of  its
leaves and trunk
rooted
and steady and
mindless
of the seasons
and the
travelers who
stop for a while
and then like you
gone forever.