Seeing you in my dreams

How do I restart my hand machine

When pictures cannot be deleted

Stuck in my mind like loves illusion

Unmoving nor going away

Going nowhere until I make some space

Change the location for better reception

No about face with nothing to lose

All the lights lit

And no silver ball to bump off of

Left with a memory before farewell

The feeling that will dwell

Something to see when I close my eyes

Something to recall from afar

Something like love beyond reason

The only reason to come or go

Like a crescent moon over my head

It is hard to see unless I am prostrate

How I wish I could be with you to see

The illuminated ceiling stars

That I will soon be remembering

imagining

seeing you in my dreams

May 19, 2021

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