​While you slept

I held my breath

The moon softly glowed

As it tiptoed

On my windowsill

While you laid still

Then your lashes murmured

The windows to your soul, I wondered,

Were they opening up just a little

to let in the dreams and settle

In your eyes, then your heart

From where they will never depart

Those dreams that I had been spinning

While I watched you sleeping

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