you are a whisper i thought i heard
you are a dream and i'm awake
but i have not forgotten
you held my hand
i touched your hair
silky
black
your skin i think
i ran my fingers across
bronze smooth
i felt your lips on mine
soft red
then you opened a door in the wall and walked out
don't go, i said
you looked back and smiled
and passed on through
I hope you are real
i sleep so i can find you.
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