last night i dreamt that i walked into your house
lightly touching the objects on the table,
and realizing that you were sleeping softly in an upstairs open loft,
i took in the sound of your steady breath,
letting myself out of your house
and out of my dream–
wistfully satisfied
spanishwoods 
Aw so poignant.
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🙂
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Really beautiful words, and the artwork is awesome!
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Thank you so much.
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I like the style of this photograph, it reminds me in some way of ‘Pop Art’ from the 60’s and 70’s. A collage of shapes and colors.
I enjoy the dance like quality I get from the movement in the poem, a sense of gently gliding into and out of the space.
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That’s a lovely compliment, thank you.
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I was wondering who slipped into my dream last night. Glad that it was such a friendly spirit with good intentions. –Curt
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Curt, you always make me smile. 🙂
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Good.
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