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"You know that place between sleep and awake,
the place where you can still remember dreaming?
That's where I'll always love you..." ¹

and I do every night.

How erotic you are, hold
on dreams hold on.

One leg over a body pillow, turning
hard into soft,
and she is, isn't she?
Yes, though she's still a dream
and a leggy redheaded one.

A stretch and toe curls
and it's over.

It's Saturday and I feel the gloom
as a rain drenched breeze cracks the blinds,
wets the sheets. Maybe, or me.

Damn, so much to do.

One glimpse with hazy morning eyes
and this white cotton cocoon
is interrupted.

¹ Peter Pan, Barrie, J.M.

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