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By The Stream
(15th May 1972 / Birmingham)

By The Stream

Poem By Stefan nnn

And, if I sit by the stream in the meadow.

And wait...
Will I sleep, and then wake?
With years gone by, and then I...
still alone?

Or, will it be your soft kiss
that awakes me?
Your touch - teasing and tender,
that breaks me...

As I fall deeper than sleep,
till after forever,
in the star flooded night

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with very few words you convey a lot of feeling....i enjoyed it...