Sunday, September 14, 2008

The Nightly Marauder

Who was it that flowed
into my room last night
who kissed me upon my head
as dreams played within?

Who hid from my sleepy sight
when startled awake I was
for who would kiss me when
I spent this night alone?

And who upon my falling
back into obscure dreams
whispered my name upon
my cheek and left me then again?

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