In a dream I had last night
Your words,
Soft and delicate
Floated off your tongue
And danced about my head.
In my weariness,
I believed them
With all the devotion one gives
To shadows in the dark.
One part fear.
One part wonder.
And then morning,
Like cold water on my face
Back to a world
Where snakes don't whisper lies
In the dark.
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