Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Illuminated Dreams II

Sleep well, and dream of the unknown that I yet am
And let me be, there, with you, illuminated by the moonlight that falls ever so gentle on your sweet, sleeping eyes

I can hear you speak now,
I can hear your soft whispers,
Whistling through to me,
Upon the seemingly, unseen wind,
That I see

Illuminated by moonlight

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