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Ron’s ~

When the dreams reach to the highest and your eyes see no more
When your hands reach for something which you know is beyond
When your body just needs more touch with no satisfaction found
When your soul aches for something yet can find no solace

I will be there, waiting

© Ron Dickerson

 

Joanna’s ~

Reaching for you across
the expanse of darkness
feels like the first steps in
a new dance; a step toward,
the briefest touch; a glance,
before drawing away.

I sense you there. Do you sleep?
Are your mind and spirit searching
along shadowed paths?
Do my dreams belong in yours?
Or are your dreams held,
so gently, so sweetly,
within mine?

Are you illusion? Or are we together
in silent, softened reality?

I am here, waiting.

© Joanna Gawn

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