I dreamt about poetry

I dreamt about poetry
it was just you and me.
Dancing to the metered beats—
molding similes over
chocolate treats—walking
along metaphor creeks
trading syllabic pleasantries.
As the Haiku breeze
played hide and seek
we tagged along towards
the sonnet’s peak
watching the sun rise 
above its couplet streams. 

                          It was just you and me
                          cliched thoughts sets us free.
 

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