I tiptoed up
to the edge of her

sleep

an ocean of her
stretching to

an horizon.

A smile
like a seal

set upon
her lips.

A dream
held her

to itself

guarding the secret
of her

mystery.

I tiptoed away
from the edge of her

sleep

the little waves
of her

breaking about my feet.

Dónall Dempsey

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