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get me back
before the morning
falls unnoticed to the lawn
e’er these dreams
resolve to keep me
to the places I’ve become
get me back
before the sunrise
set my feet on firmer ground
leave your essence
to remind me
of another solace found
get me back
tho I grow weary –
not for sleep my body aches
not for slumber
I’ve been missing –
would my senses lie awake
get me back
get me something
more than all
one moment holds –
every image made of heaven
stretched to fit
as love unfolds
get me back
I’ll be waiting
in the places you abide –
beyond the reaches
of forever
I’ll be waiting
with the night
get me back
before the leaving –
lest the daylight find me gone
counting everafter hours
come to sleep
upon the lawn
. . .
tornadoday 
Funny thought…, makes me have images of a mother, up all night, peeking from behind the curtains when “that young man” finally brings her daughter home in the wee hours of the morning – Ha!
On a more serious grain, I really liked this, Bobbie. Nuff said !
xo
Paul
Ahhh, it sounds as if you’ve had some experience with getting girls home late, dear Paul. 🙂 And I bet, just like the girl in this piece, you’ve been made famous in dreams as well. Thank you, dear one. ~ Much always, Bobbie