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I dreamt of you one morning. You came in
To kiss me, just. To waken me, then go.
I swear I levitated. It had been…
I couldn’t count the seasons, I don’t know.
Of late, I’d been distracted. You’d been gone,
And I’d come back to life, somehow. And now
And then, a voice might startle me, a yawn
Spark something – I might look, I might allow
A curiosity to kindle… then,
Hello. And then I don’t know what. A smile.
Some radiant, some less. But then again,
It only lasted just a little while.
And somehow past the smile, or yawn, I’d see
No kiss. Not this one. Not today. Not she.

– Nyack, NY.  Tuesday Nov 20, 2012

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