I See Thee Sleep and Dream

I listened to your voice last night.
You seemed so still and tranquil,
A peaceful melody.
And my heart -
Broke - having triggered that painful memory.

When you said goodbye:
I was such a cad.
At times I sigh.
Somtimes I cry
How bad was I?

I went through pictures of you last week.
I watched your face change over the years
But one stopped me, as it always does,
How I captured you one day...
In tears.
The image is work from where I'd tried
to wipe your cheek for years.

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