Upon my sleeping heart impart
your breath on whispered veil
words depart as furies spark
and through the darkness tell
Tales of times forgotten
misbegotten in their passing
the birth of thought replayed and caught
through painted skies amassing
Adrift as waves come crashing
flashing light in silver strands
the pulsing of the heart to start
and stop at love's command
Breath upon the ear to clear
as whispered echoes dart
through the shadows of the mind
and find my sleeping heart
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