By Calypso
Date: 29 May 2000
Night's Sleep
on the edge of dark, figures dancing
songs sung softly, goodbye
is here, you are gone the
cake you left on your plate
was too sweet
we broke the code
and I quickly reproduced your image
I needed an entire night's sleep
to dream you back, to trace the
contours of your face and
to savour the yellow blooms
you saved for me
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