Dreams Poems and Stories

Of Our First Encounter


What is it that keeps us from sleeping,
Is it the thunder outside or quiet within,
Harsh outside but falling within,
Untouched by; yet in touch with,
Always in a hurry to walk away,
But then a long wait calling,
Is it me or is it you?

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