Waning Edge

Last night I was graced with  a dream
that felt more memory
than illusion.
Perhaps it was a glimpse,
an oracle’s gaze
into some other time,
another place where you had me
and I,
you.
It was simple,
really.
We were dangerously happy there,
too.

~lt

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