Last night you came into my
dreams as wild as a bird that
has flown in an open window
& flutters in terror all over
the room what was the dream
I don’t know it has vanished
away in the light but I woke
with your fright like a hand
on my flesh and all day I’ve
been back in the time when I
watched for each sign & each
smile was a hope for my love.
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