perhaps aurora illuminate sinuous magnetic
dancing across my bedclothes aroused me
silently i minding breath overwhelmed awaken–
whatever a winter’s day has been
darkness glows in streaming light
though we cannot simply with extended fingers touch
this brilliant night as well caresses you
the dream I started from
your face rising
full moon
michael s. queen
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