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Silva sonnet
I long to watch you sleeping,
I want a note on the door that says 'we're not in',
I want you to tell me you're feeling,
A reflection of yourself in,
My eyes that do adore,
Your very special being,
Meteor in my dreaming,
And the cold night it passes,
Till galloping horses chariot the sun,
And comes streaming,
Through endless mirrors of dizzy days,
And peace transcends,
Until again the moon rises,
And I long to watch you sleeping...
