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By sarah Submitted by sarahsehee Date: 2002 Oct 09 Comment on this Work [[2002.10.09.10.26.17377]] |
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In my mind, you stand behind my chair while I type this poem, Waiting to surprise me. You lean over my shoulder, smiling, sweep my hair away from my face and breathe in my ear In my mind, you sleep next to me, Your arms wrapped around me and our faces buried in blankets, each other In my mind, my crazy, ridiculous mind, You're always here, wherever I am |