tears of sweat on my brow alight
often when i wake at night
like the rain from a grey sky
pours into pools of lingering sighs
my dreams are streams
that flow and ebb
from depths into seams
at the edge of my bed
i dread the night i caress alone
while my mind takes flight to parts unknown
i’ll feel your hand across my back
then fall asleep to dream of that
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