Nocturnal Emissions

Once again, a dream I dreamt,

As I crawled through a dark vent.

And saw a very strange event,

In a room below.

One above, below was Two,

Yelling about "thrusting through."

Was this attempt a means to woo?

I stayed and watched the show.

Just a dream, both their desire.

Could feel both their lust and ire.

Part of me pushed to inquire,

But I told myself, "a dream."

Then I awoke, within my bed.

Strange feelings, and not just dread.

What madness had entered my head?

That sight strange and obscene?

And yet I wondered, "is that love?"

What happens if push comes to shove?

Why had I looked in from above?

Felt like this was different dimension.

So return did I to weary sleep,

Hoping nightmares ran not deep.

Knew for awhile, I'd be creeped,

By deeds I could not mention.