My You

I did not wake with hope today
The scars that bill
For all
their work
Demand a payment
Here in blood
Demand it
now.

I did not think to cry today
The wounds around
were far too deep
and I could not
leave off
in happy rest
or
tearful
release.

I wait for light
I wait for it
Summer bursting
breaking out
I
wait
for
it.

I dream a dream
a simple dream
and hope
that it
comes true
I dream a dream
and wait for it
Wait to meet
my you.

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