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Remnants

 

Keep me a little longer in the darkness where I

Can run on the keyboard of my dreams.

I'll awake soon enough and then forget them,

Leaving a myriad of emotions to surprise me

Is the full moon the reason I smell perfumed aromas?

I awaken to the dawn of a fresh day.

I lie here -  beguiled by the remnants of my

Smorgasbord of dreams.

 

Joyce Kasanonkwas Sundheim 

October 2014

Keyboard of my Dreams
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