Whispers Poem by James McLain
Whispers
Deep and calm this night my sleep
mind at rest at dawn.
Reality's realm tween wake and peace
in gut I know is real.
Effortlessly wind whispers through my
eye to heart of mind.
Aperation claims without my bid into
my dream to steal.
Marauding surreal this foggy mist a
room I trapped you in now mine.
Such is that which tries to stake
a claim I make now mine
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