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And Back Again

many dreams last night

          strange and powerful

          and so brightly lit

a luxury hotel in the sky

bioshock performance for the crowd

          at a gangsters' award ceremony

sipping whiskey

          and smoking cigarettes

          naked

          in the hotel pool on the rooftop

          with the young ******* billionaire

glass of warmed milk

          waiting for me in my room

          atop a hand-scrawled note

          pleading for mercy

gently lifting the tiny girl from the floor

          where she had fallen

          and laying her down

          on her silk bed

stabbing her with the needle

          to deliver the potion

          that will still her seizures

making passionate

          desperate

          affectionate love

          with my wife

          for hours

in the living room

          in the bright sunlight

          in front of everyone

and back in the bedroom

          in the soft lamplight

          all by ourselves

          just for us

 

woke this morning

lifted high from Dreaming

back to earth

to the bright sound

through my window

of the first birdsong

of the New Spring

and a new day

and another Me

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Written by
michael-valentine
American
Published
Mar 27, 2013
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