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there is breath
when slumber takes me –
dreams beyond
this dream
constellations
riddled by the night
there are stars
where nothing glitters
but for memory
of blue –
another time
my wishes all for you
there are words
where none are needed
tracks upon my skin
poetry deciding me
to fate
shadows
where the window sits
open to the sun
touch to fill
the silence
before the morning
comes

. . .