Through the doorway I saw you
Relaxed in childlike slumber,
Your head cradled in your arms.
You dozed while I,
With aching wakefulness,
Sat, and watched
The rise and fall
Of you silent breathing.
Oh, how I longed
To hold your face close to mine,
To kiss those sleeping eyes.
Then a smile lit your features,
And I knew the dream
Was not of me,
So I turned to the wall
And wept.
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