dream sequence
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In a dream of night, before me rose
I walked along an endless shore;
moist sand glowed a silvery pink,
danced to bright but waning sun;
its length moving, curved around
dotted by stars that formed a heart.
I peered ahead and looked behind,
shifted my gaze from side to side;
waiting to catch a fleeting glimpse,
to freely fall into your arms;
these eyes were held in an embrace,
met only by a sighing breeze.
The sand crunched softly under me;
a powdery kiss upon my soles.
Still I searched, step by step,
past the crest to a dimpled vale,
and realised that I was inside you,
always with you, inside of me.
I began to shut my weary eyes
Our pulses separate but one --
pulled together joint memories;
into a ball of wandering hope;
carrying me through your world:
Tomorrow is ours and ours alone.
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