I thought of sleep
Then again
I clung to the daylight
Where the files in my mind
Are not pulled without permission
His words and thoughts
He shares them
And I am so enveloped
In conversation
I don't see you
Until the hours have gone by
And the moonlight begins to break through
Soft golden clouds on the fading horizon
And then you walk towards me
Slowly
Unsurely
Until your hand meets mine
I thought of sleep
And then I woke
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