• 05.18.2024 •

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Last night, I dreamt
Of someone I do not quite know.
Eyes burning and heart longing
For a beloved they lost long ago.
Their face was a feather
Or perhaps was it a blue
Shiny calculating shimmer
It was all so sudden I cannot recall
But the look in their voice
The sound of their face
Made everything
Fall down again.
Every step I take to the blur
Every remembrance
Clears that face and its name
Until my eyes alone are left.

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