Alchemy dreams
By : Yiset Naizir
2 hrs ago I dreamed
That I was an alchemist,
And in a patient waiting
with a glass of red wine
in my right hand,
I received your uncovered skin
and moaned under
your warm substance.
Knowing perfectly well
that we would play the role
of the great recurring work,
and that, descending
to the south of your navel,
you would open yourself
sighing sweetly flooded
right there—in the oasis.
But I was not an alchemist,
I was just another dreamer
who was looking for
the elixir of life among my dreams
and ended up finding the second element between the sheets
of a plane going back home.
While traveling on a plane going back home, I enjoyed Paulo Coelho’s book - The Alchemist, immersed and enchanted by his language, it inspired me and I began to write this short fragment.
