Wormhole Dreams Poem by Francie Lynch
Wormhole Dreams
Some nights I spiral up
to my wormhole dreams
and stay
till morning light
people that have left
are there
some still here
are there too
travelling at the speed of time
that holds you present
to surprise me
with a childish kiss
on the cheek
and I hear I love you
but the darkness of the night
the music loud
the room inhabited
I was distracted
being close to you
till the moron light
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