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Monday, October 4, 2010


It was in the moment between
dreaming and sleep,
and I still felt
his body heat
across my side.
In dreams his face
is more real, but reality
is far more kind-
this world, at least
is not so bold a lie.

It wasn't even one dream, either. It was one of those deals where I woke up, thought, "Well this sucks," went back to sleep, and had four more dreams with this co-star.
My subconcious hates me, I think.

1 comment:

alia said...

i hate when that happens.
and love the part "in dreams his face is more real."