I shake off the vestiges of my dreams
As the sunlight brightly gleams upon my windowpane
As the sun warms my face I put my arms around my love
The feel of her body the smell of her hair tells me that she is there
The sun streams upon the scene my love fades away
like the Morning fog before the noonday sun
and without warning I am alone again in the night
with just my dreams
rolling over to embrace the moonlight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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