We both woke having had the same dream.
Did you invade my dream or did I invade yours?
Were we somehow connected in our subconscious?
How come I awoke sitting on your chest of drawers?

I had a fight in my dream. I know it wasn’t with you?
A monkey tried to attack me from behind.
We wrestled to the ground in a cloud of dust.
He offered me an honourable draw but I declined.

I was then transported to the hold of a ship.
Sailing the rolling seas to Shanghai.
There I saw you standing on the quay.
Before I then waved you goodbye.

Dreams can be weird and difficult to understand.
Nonsensical and demanding stuff.
What happened to the good old-fashioned dream.
Where you simply ended up in the buff?