Ever revealing dream
To hold in my arms
Sweetness of the maker
In her peaceful slumber
She is irresistible
Smiles willingly
At my entrancement
Holds tightly to
Newborn revelation
My gift to nurture
Upon waking, momentarily
Snuff out feeble flame
Hopes and aspirations
Borne out of longing
Loneliness deprivation
Old growth affection
Survives years unknown
Wild rampaging fires
Simply to fall, hollow
All on its own
To graciously make way
For new life

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