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Hear You in My Sleep

and the night sounds
better though it is not you
and I roll over and there is
the comfort of a warm and
familiar thigh but it is
not you and your song
plays through me like rain on
the car roof as windshield
diamonds sing to the steamed
glass your breath in the night
and the sound is here but it
is not you and deeper into
the dream you appear just out
of reach and I run to you but
I cannot close the distance
like running in water your
song like running water light
through trees above a grassy
bank in summer heat my
clothing under my head your
song will not leave me but
I need the warmth of you
the smell the taste of you
here with me here inside I
will always

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