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While He Sleeps

whenever I get a chance to watch him sleep
I indulge myself
stare at him for as long as I can

wishing I could somehow
infuse his dreams with my love and wishes for him
and like some devoted dream guardian

I watch his face
closely scanning for signs of bad dreams
so I can keep them at bay

it is the least I could do
for the one who made my dreams a reality
by simply becoming a part of it
Written by delanee
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