Gabe Poem by Lydia Thacker
Gabe
You sleep here beside me,
your dark lids closed tight;
oft I stay here against you
through day and through night.
Asleep or awake, my Love,
life is a dream,
never quite perfect,
but more than it seems.
All my sweet whispering
I know you can hear,
for your arms slip around me
and draw me e'er near.
Hold me tight, Darling.
I'll never mind,
for so long as you hold me,
I know you are mine.
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