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Amber-Dawn M Meyer

My Dream

He is a force that guides me
unassuming into the shadow of night
First I am only stumbling
grasping for any evidence of stability
I am trembling, scared, weak, alone
closing my eyes, I enter a dream
my fantasies shepherd me into temporal bliss
Soon I am again conscious
my eyes flutter open, finding him there
he holds me in his arms
taking me awake-back into my dreams.