I dreamt you into my dream

Or you slid into my sleep


We spooned silently

Cuddled contentedly

No sense of urgency

Deep calm held me

Or was that you

Doesn’t matter, it was a good sleep

And a better dream

With you


David Trudel  ©  2012


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