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after hours of sleep
deep and dreaming
i peeked through a window in my dreams
saw her there through both our windows, felt my longing
and saw the age and the beauty
of her that is the naming of my soul
though in sleep
conscious awakened
i passed through windows doors and walls
my hand on her head touching her hair calling her to me
it was enough for me, though i want more
till perhaps somday it wont be drempt
after hours of sleep
deep and dreaming
i peeked through a window in my dreams
saw her there through both our windows, felt my longing
and saw the age and the beauty
of her that is the naming of
my soul
© 2009 origionalmerlin
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