Thursday, December 16, 2004

Stolen Dream

I stole a dream from you last night
hoping to give you a fright:
feeling darkness closing in,
surrounded by an awful din.
then I found, to my surprise,
you were watching with open eyes.
I struggled backward but was caught
by one remaining thought:
you stole that dream from me last night,
and held me in your soft light;
while I trembled head to toe,
you lit the darkness all aglow.
waking, I saw, with no surprise
you were watching with gentle eyes;
you held me close, held me tight,
held until gone was all my fright.

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