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Thursday, October 21, 2010


I can't wait to sleep again. . .
. . . to be with you in my dreams,
to touch you with fingers unreal.
to find our love. . . how recent it seems.

When I wake I find you've gone . .
on flattened earth . . . alone at dawn.
you leave trampled blades of grass
Our dreams are shattered shards of glass . . .

Come come, seduce me again
With wine, we'll smoke and then,
Tell me you love me I'll whisper same,
Then we'll go to our lives again.

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