Do you ever wake up in the morning,
wondering why the same players
take the stage in your recurring dream?
Why does life give us the laughter,
the tears and the wisdom
each time we close our eyes to dream?
Is each blink just another curtain
opening to the cast of players
who came to give us a reason?
Is each tear wiped away just
a cleansing of debris to see the new?
Is each breath filled with ecstasy,
infusing the trillions of bits of life
that we are?
That WE are...
for you are my dream
you are with me
you let me be better
you love me in our hurt
you relish our laughter
you honor our love
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