I dreamed of you vaguely last night.
There was no beginning
middle or end of a story
or argument
or line.
Just your arrival
or mine
and a simple feeling
of serenity
and the distant
distant
distant
dread of waking
without the satisfaction
of the answer to
questions
like how are you?
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It's the pleasant feelings that certain dreams evoke that make us put off mornings just a wee bit (the usual 'ten more minutes'... heehee).
Beauty in the simple things ... nice. :-)
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