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Nov 2012
You told me you dreamt of me last night.
Though it seems strange,
a dream of waking.

You said I slept beside you
in the morning light.
And you lied there,
just enjoying.

Then you woke me,
in your sleep,
with a gentle kiss,
and you held me close to your beating heart.

I love how these dreams draw us
close together,
even while we sleep apart.
Written by
Kara Posthumus
508
   John McDonnell
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