Imagined
I thought of you this morning while the sun was hiding still;
I traced your form as you were lying there.
A gentle wave of whisper and imaginary thrill
Drifted through the peaceful solitaire.
I dreamt of you, envisioning a thousand moonlit scenes.
In every one, the smile that you wear
Reminded me my reverie was just another dream
Drifting on the early morning air.
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