Not Enough

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The Romantic Bard

I heard her sleepy voice crease

the whisper of my hello

and I fell in love with her smile

over and over again.

Her eyes found mine

and we stared beyond the surface

locked in an endless forever

of vision and sound.



You steal my heart with words

which define the expression of you

and the slightest audible of your

sweet dream voice, takes me away.

For in the quiet of slumbers keep

I can dream a perfect lover

but, perfection is not enough

To dream you.

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