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Is it You

for CJC - 2024   click for print version


I wonder
is it you who wakes me
and calls me back
from edge of the end.

First light lures me -
briefly, barely,
from sleep so soft and snug
it might be you
wrapping me in delicious warmth.

Seeing only grim gray dawn
I choose to sleep again,
more deeply,
without end

Immediately a voice -
yours I believe -
calls out my name
so strongly
I have no choice
but to relinquish sleep,
another day at least

For that call
I am grateful,
being not yet ready
to sleep such sleep
in which I must forget forever
how much I love you