Poems from A Finch

Delicate, blooming  Dandelions dancing free Neath the sun—your hair.
A comet and her trail Wandering in aimless flight:  Endless is their night.   Almost stars, not quite. Dissipating as they sail That unseen...
I dreamt you missed me, Could this be true? It was so in my dream of you.   If dreams know only how to lie I would not be a little sad....
Love me before I wake. Leave me not Before the first light breaks Lest love rot.   Give not into night my love Nor abandon me for rest....
I remember everything; that we were happy in our own way. How it seems like only yesterday we were dreaming, drinking, loving   Counting...

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