By Heather dreamheather@hotmail.com
Date: 3 August 2000
Still
Predawn.
In that place
between
wake and sleep.
I reach
across miles
of cool dry cotton sheets.
Yet again
I find
that you're not here.
Three months
past
three years.
Still
visions of you
keep dancing
through my dreams.
Though
the pain
the sorrow
are now all gone
I find
the love
the longing
they still remain.
I guess
they always will.
8-2-00
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