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A Dream

In this stillness,
This early morning bed
The diamond bright stream,
Bent through double pane
Reaches across me
To lay on you.
Your back turned
To it's touch,
I trace the lines of light
With my fingertip brush.
Seconds move and shift
On your landscape,
As I feel time.

We float and drift,
In and out of sleep.
On this cloud
Of white sheets, duvets and feather pillows
To cradle our heads.
Can we stay like this?
Shifting your body to my spoon.
Feel my arm wrap
Your chest, your hand
Reaches folding into mine.
Our pieces fitting,
Locking into place.
Please, stop time.







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