Listen to audio But for a little humour...
Dreamscape
– of a risky nature –
Lapsed in dreamscape
Of rhythmic tossing,
By love’s enfoldment
Be aberrantly bound,
Beneath a quilt of pink
When aroused to a sound,
Of an angry voice on the brink
She reaches for her lacy things
As her fiancé hollers, you harlot
And repeatedly hammers in fury,
While lover holds a rumbling door shut!
based on and old familiar story,
for a friend of errant ways...
© Jean-Jacques Fournier
Written in Sweetsburg
Short poem excerpt, of ov. Sounds - in an aberrant state - written in Grasse, Fr. 2006,... Imagery - private & public ... Music - excerpt of Jazz Mood - BMG Channel ... Audio – Jean-Jacques Fournier
Poetry on a Canapé 
That mesmerizing image and your beautiful words whisked me away.
Thank you, dear Paulette, for how so perfectly you express your appreciation of the delicate subject of dreams with a tongue in cheek with a slight humorous twist, which regardless of issue, humans have no control of dream outcome or direction. Ergo all serious aspects of life finds a comical side and vice versa. even this worn out old story, disguised as a poem, awake can bring a chuckle or a youthful smile, at any age. And if you’ve been around as long as I have, both come easily !
😊
Best to leave the subject of this dream safely in the dreamworld. 😉
You may be right, Liz. For the advantage of poetry, be so that with a little bit of abstraction, the reader can fill in whatever or wherever the story ought go. Be it safe, daring or damning! 😉