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Poems from the shadows

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Tuesday, 10 July 2007

Pinch me in my face.

Am I dreaming,

Or am I awake?


Kiss me in my lips.

Am I feeling,

Or I am floating?


Embrace me.

Am I living,

Or am I dying?


Alas, I was daydreaming

And didn’t realise,

But how sweet,

How real,

How delicious

Our joint reverie.

Posted by Frank Adair at 16:20

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