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Friday, November 30, 2012

On the Night

Come visit me on the night,
your frozen image dressed to the hilt and
gliding effortlessly through the auspices
of my eager imagination

I will tuck words for you
into the corners of my mind
and hear them gently spoken as echoes of the day
set out on heartfelt wanderings through the dark

I will embrace your every nuance
as I have conjured it, both willfully and not,
and then feel you slip past all conscious desires into
a place reserved for only those things closest to the soul

Real or not, I will whisper into the tender, folding,
inner reaches of your ear, I will whisper each syllable
of your name, kiss them. and then roll over,
easing into the gentle, rolling tenderness of sleep.

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