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Dream Lover
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Poems, Adages, and Thoughts You fill up all the empty spaces
You infiltrate my hidden places
Quietly slipping through each door
Unhindered by lock and latch
So careful not to wake me
Gliding through thickening gloom
Gently you slide into soft covers
I'd stay up hours waiting
The feel of your chilling warmth
That antidote-poison pulsing and steeping
It seeps into head from the heart
Especially in darkest of hours
Every action in that place I do
Only to get closer to you
When lost in that twilight realm
You are the unsaid subject when I speak
The subconcious motive in places I wander
The reason I can fly, the only reason I ever die
What is a dream and what is true?
A hundred lifetimes hand in hand...
Dead dropping jolt of once more waking alone
Both seem equally surreal
It's hard to say, it hurts to say
When each feels so real
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