By M. E. Riddle
I can feel you breathing
In bed next to mine
Too much disorder
In a disarranged mind.
I desire sleep
Not to compete
With all that is finished
And all that’s complete.
I admire your condition
Enjoying dream state
And wondering if
We can meet in that place.
What a dream that would be!
But it really wouldn’t be at all
For the two of us have been sharing
The same dream all along.
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