Sunday, October 28, 2018

The Dream©TonyFallon102818


The Dream©TonyFallon102818

Each morning for one week 
You've come to me in a dream
You smile but you do not speak
I was scared but resisted a scream
You open my door without a knock
You always come about five O'clock
You are totally dressed in black
In a pants and sweater
You do not undress 
We do not caress
You have a case which you don't unpack
There is no bliss
we do not kiss
then you disappear and life’s no better


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