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Talking in Your Sleep
We meet in sleep's womb, Swim into our souls' sanctuary, Our breathing circulating our dreams' blood, Through our cells, into our slumbering tongues, Where our love's vocabulary Accumulates the passion and tenderness We'll speak to each other, when we awaken.
A mumbled word or garbled phrase Occasionally escapes, on a fugitive exhalation; Rarely, a coherent, unadorned sentence Makes its way to freedom, Such as the one you whispered late last night, When sleep spoke you, most intimately: "I love you, very much."
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