You.....
melodic
humming quietly.
I
waking silently,
step.
Each foot
fronting the other,
Perfect pace
equal space.....backstepping,
yet never looking back.
Stretching shadows wane
as I've grown tired of
their dark.
You,
asleep where sunlight burns,
Willows bend
brushing night into day.
Sing away your daydreams
while you sleepwalk,
through mine.
Today's burning down
and you won't even feel,
the heat.
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