Sleep & Dream, Dearest - Poem by Stan Petrovich
You have fled the Western desert dry,
For a much older culture & clime.
The is too much water on Earth,
There is too much water off of Perth.
Sleep & dream of what could have been
Dissociate any old feeling of sin.
Go under & sleep and dream
In the waters of the night,
But, lovely, sleep in the deeply cooling waters
Of newfound life;
Sleep & dream away all strife.
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