| AWAKE ... ASLEEP I dream on the edge of the mists of awakening I stir mired so deeply in the breath of my sleep I struggle resisting the call to arise and begin anew I burrow deeper into the safety of nights tranquil cloaks I find peace once disturbed now gone without trace I wake to find night long since given way to dawns break I rise facing the stark unblurred reality of my day I dream by Sheryl McCurdy |
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| FILLING THE ROOM TONIGHT between fingers pressed against the clear pane of glass moonlight trickles in by Sheryl McCurdy |
| BUTTERFLY KISS silently kissing the skin of my shoulder, throat butterflies awake by Sheryl McCurdy |
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