Whether it is the spiritual,
Which leads to the carnal
Or the carnal to the spiritual
Is a matter of gender preference,
Dreams come whistling in the night
As the wind,
As thumping footsteps,
Fantasies come breathing in the night
Between the chirping of crickets,
Or the click-opening of door locks.
Whether it is erotic or romantic,
Love or lust,
Ecstasy or angst,
Both dreams and fantasies
Collapse on the dull consciousness
Confused and confusing.