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Dreamwalker
Slowly you idle
Through my dreams
Dispensing words of wisdom
And turning my world
On it's axis.
You are oblivious
To my plight;
Out of synch
To my desires and needs.
You saunter
Through the cobwebs
Of my subconscious
Giving me no rest.
Oh, wanton creature
Of the night,
Leave me now
And grant me sleep.
© Gayle J. Montgomery 2003
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