Make Believe

Opened my eyes
and my dreams snuck out,
deserting me for the candid dawn,
all, all but one.

Still nebulous
like an unsure ache,
one languorous dream,
illicit, awake.

Gossamer and cloud
bearing no face,
teasing a memory,
seeking a trace.

Do you whisper,
are you calling my name?
do I stir in your dream,
do I sleep again?

Conjured reality,
stencilled with light,
lies in shadow by day,
by my pillow each night.

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