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Mar 2012
The Moon is bright tonight,
I have a thousand sheep to count

You're on my mind, you're in my head
The last thought that lingers above my bed

As I breathe, as I pray, as I sleep, as I dream
With gentle steps, you'll interweave
your being into my subconscious

You've been here for a while
a few years you've claimed your place
The lines around your mouth when there's a smile upon your face

Can we dance beneath the stars tonight
and whisper of the Divine?
And when you've left, I'll write poems of how you were once mine

When I walk I'll remember, the silences, the glances
secret clasped fingers held beneath tabletops and hours hours hours
those long dark days of discovery and shared moments were ours

These days are ours for the taking.
Katrina Smith
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