Many Eternities

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Without thought,
my hand reaches across the
bed to touch you

 to give your heart everything it wants

 

I forget you are not there

and I am only dreaming some lonesome dream,

where I could be yours
for many eternities

 

This could be real,
 if you never let me go
or leave me reaching

 

If you are not here,
I can only dream your voice
and die slowly

from these sad songs that
I sing for no one else but you

 

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