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October 15th, 2012 Comments Off

eyes open, eyes closed…
the flickering blue light, the sound of distant cars, trucks, motorcycles, a deluge of tropical rain.
the sounds that echo through my magic window as you lay dreaming are less foreign as the days slip by.
eyes closed, eyes open…

you’re still there…
i see your chest rise and fall, an ocean echoing across your coffee skin
heaving dreams, heavy demands, heeding decisions, hope defined.
you turn, cough, sigh, rub your nose like a cat and blink painfully at the stabbing light i cast across your flowered shirt.

eyes open…
a smile blossoms.
i’m watching you again.
you know it.
eyes closed…

hello dreams.

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