Come and play with me
but butterfly wings have
fluttered
close and the beloved has flown
a world away
blown to the edge of
the world
in light and more darkness
I wait for sleep to overtake me
in its infinite cover
and find myself a relentless dream
wild stallions flying in the wind
for love's grasp has loosened
and caught in
the angst
of forgotten dreams
the rain falls unhindered
lost I seek solace
which at long last
arrives in the last wave.
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