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Sep 2010
You stir in your sleep
Sounds like fingertips on the piano
I’ve always wondered where you are in your sleep
But you never say
Just once you could take my hand
And we could sit on the windowsill
Our legs dangling poised jumping
Ready to tackle your dreams together
Lie on the grass in the middle of the night
And swim in the fresh dew
Look at the stars and feel how small we are
Then laugh
Smiling at the moon
Whistling the arriving daylight
Listening to old dusty records
While drinking coffee poured from the night sky
And you awake with a muffled hello
Bed head and bed breath
The dog jumps up and lies in between us
He knows he’s not allowed but we bend the rules just this once
I romp out of bed and roll to the shower
Dressing in my symbols of conformity
While you play mirror and straighten my necktie
You lean on the door frame and watch me drive away
We both know I’m just a writer at heart
We both know I hate my job
We both know I would love nothing more than to pick up guitar
And write you love letters while you watch
But sadly stationary doesn’t fall from the sky
And ink won’t flow from my pen forever
So I dream like you do in that secret place of yours
I dream
Will Storck
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Will Storck
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