Exae, By Brian37 (now Jackie Leigh) (aka Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)

In the realm of R. E. M.
I had a peculiar dream
A Sharon Stone like figure
Feeding my imaginary stream

Somewhere along a coast
Pacific or Atlantic I could not tell
My dream was going very well
I spotted her, in an instant I could tell

The scenery was a theme park
She flirted with me on a lark
In her eyes I could see a spark
She was going to leave her mark

The muffled words we exchanged
My brain had rearranged
It was patently strange
That I understood everything

We talked and gazed and smiled
She told me she was from land afar
Slovakia was way too far
For that distance between us to work

I had to settle for a day’s walk
We passed all the rides in the park
Then on a bench we had sat
To have a friendly chat

The twilight was looming soon
Dawn would kill my swoon
I asked before it all ended
My dream had been suspended

“What is your name”
With a smile and wave
I woke up with her name on my lips
“I am Exae”, have a nice trip”.
(end)

So last night I dreamed I was at some sort of giant complex like a theme park, but it wasn’t really a closed business where you have to buy tickets, but more like a shopping center with rides. Hey it’s a dream, sue me.
I do know I was anxious because I wanted to tell her I was trans, but was afraid of the rejection.
My brain concocted the name spelling, towards the end of the dream I asked her how to pronounce it and she said, “X- ee”