Sunday, February 21, 2010

overslept

felt like a dream

gold was standing by my window

and the smiles were smooth like a early flute playing

the goods and riches were a life of feeling love and depth

didn't want to wake before thy time and the purity

of what awaited me was beautiful around my neck

heart of hearts

rest was needed and wanted and comfort

of you made the reality so much more

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