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Friday, April 22, 2016

Midnight Sonnet

Your breath is the desert breeze
Hot and warm and swift
It puts my weary soul at ease
And my mind begins to drift
It wanders back to olden days
When time was young and free
The simple games we used to play
When love was you and me
The world may break outside our door
We've braced for any storm
I could not ask for any more
Tucked into your arms so warm
So let the coming war begin
Together we can't help but win