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Awoke too early with a thirst I could not quench

I think it was the dreams

But, I could not return to them as usual

Too hot, too cold, unbearable thirst

And a feeling that something wasn’t right

Kissed him goodbye

And walked an early walk

In darkness before the lights of the day could touch me

Twinkling street lights and a few busy bodies

Lurk about preparing for their Monday

But, most is quiet, reflective,

Anxious for the day to start

Not I

I wish to curl in bed with him again

Quench the thirst in my body, mind, and spirit

Walk a late walk

When the day’s lights have already begun to shine

There is beauty in morning darkness, though

With sweet sounds of birds in trees

And crisp, cool air that greets your face

And wakes your senses

I will not give up today

My thirst has left with only traces

My eyes grow heavy

To bed again before the sun hits the sky

Perhaps I can sleep again

May my dreams keep their distance

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Dreams suck. Water is good. Don’t waste the day if you don’t want to.

Pretty, sad, but pretty. Why so solemn? You wake up and your man is there. Isn’t that a good thing. [pause, drool] Sorry, hottie just walked past my desk. Anyways, why so sad? Things are goin’ good, right?