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I Dreamed

By Wil C. Fry, Jan. 24, 2006, 01:00

Copyright © 2006 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


I dreamed you were a stranger
That you didn’t know my face
You didn’t blink an eye
When driving past my place

I dreamed you didn’t know me
That “together” had been erased
You lived your life alone
All memories were replaced

I dreamed you’d never been here
That my thoughts of you were lies
You had never touched me
With sweet and young surprise

I dreamed that we were dying
Alone and insecure
Never having known the love
That helps us to endure

I dreamed you were sad, girl
That tears framed your eyes
You had no one to wipe them
No one to hear your cries

I awoke in sweat-stained sheets
Shaking from my fear
That my dream had been real
That you’d never been right here

In ecstatic resolution
I realized what was true
That it was just a dream
That I still do love you



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