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IN HER EMPTY BED

In her empty bed she dreams
of lovers walking hand in hand
in meadows laced with golden streams
of sunlight in her faerie land.

As darkness ends and morning breaks,
in sadness she awakes to find,
the lovers every night she makes,
have quickly vanished to her mind.

The bond she feels remains in place,
the silence whisp'ring his name,
one lonely tear a pathway makes,
of sorrow that she cannot tame.

Daylight brings an emptiness,
and dispels her dream with sun,
then fills her soul with loneliness,
fate's denial to be one.

In her empty bed she dreams. ©
~RAC 1-3-99
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