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What trespasses before all breathing slows
by David Zvekic
Beneath dense canopies of pillowed sighs,
So fending wearied dreams from days' long woes,
Enshrouded visions haunt these half-closed eyes.
While silent symbols slip the murm'ring veil,
Of matters long ago suppressed and sure,
To carry on as moonlit pleas fall still,
The same soft cries; each breath as breaths before.
When shadows have ensorcelled these desires,
In doubts the earth should fly about hearts end,
And bring to muse oppressed, the strangest fires,
For her I never hoped I'd dream again:
To lie awake and dreamless, but for you,
What dreaming eyes have seen was always true...