Nightmare - Poem by Sandoval Sandoval
Her lips kissing your neck, her hands caressing your hair,
could not wake me from my slumber.
But your eyes looking into hers, the way you looked
into mine. Well that, I could not bare. And so,
I woke from my nightmare. Only to realize,
that you were not there.
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