I Dreamed We Drove to Newport

I dreamed that I had to go to Newport to see an inmate. You were with me. When I got just outside of White Pine I looked over at you. You were wearing overalls from Rural King sitting passenger seat drinking a Dr. Pepper and looking out at Douglas Lake. It was about then that I came up with a great ice breaker, right off the bat - "Crystal", I said, "have you ever had any of that legendary Newport pussy?" You spewed Dr. Pepper on the dashboard. We had one of those rare belly laughs that released into the air the purest joy that saw us both completely happy and content. Then I woke up, just like the knight at arms in Keats' masterpiece, La Belle Dam Sans Merci.