The curtain you’ve drawn o’er the window to your soul,
but I still see you go
back and forth, back and forth.

Do I sit down at the right hand of your dreams?
How long will you stay in a stage immobilized?

One kiss
could unsteady your breath,
but feel
past your lips to your depths

without one distraction-
I’ve no further action

but to wait to be bathed in
the glow from your rest.

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