noticeable from thee by day nothing I
No image that remains from the dream
No heartbeat that stings the soul of you
No rhyme in the poem
It describes my life always.
But if I feel the evening too much
Then I open a window you.
do you match that which was digging into me
For hot tears you bring coolness
heat when I freeze.
I shall lay me down to sleep cloudy
you waiting for me already.
you humming down by soft songs
lie down heavy on my limbs in sleep
guarding my face.
The words you speak, are balm to
scratched, wonderful soul
Your heartbeat is salutary
wakes me lonely in your arms the concerns
The otherwise torment me in dreams.
with dark winds you're savior
embrace me like a little child.
reaches me then your warm ether
know only the mileage
The fact that we are not together.
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