She tickles the edge of my dreams
No pacific moment
As I lay staring into the night
Looking for her
I imagine her hand upon my chest
My hand on her cheek
Her eyes my eyes her eyes reflect
As do our hearts
So close beyond reach
Both she and sleep
For one prevents the other
And she is the longing
And I am sending these words
Where I wish I were
With her
As I lay amid the sheets
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