I dreamed
you dreamed that I
was calling you
I dreamed that you had come
then I awoke and saw your boat
slipping out to sea
perhaps next time
I’ll catch your smile
before it slips away
perhaps I’ll touch your feet
and you will let me stay
my heart left here
will watch your sails
upon a distant wave
And tossing songs to passing birds
imagine that you hear
Rose & Nightingale home
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