The Sleepers
Two sleepers dreaming different dreams
lay together but apart
of a differnt girl he dreamed
he stirred but didn't start.
Beneath a canopy of stars
on a blanket in the dark
he gently kissed her burn scared breasts
and swore they'd never part.
The other sleeper gently moaned
with her dream love in the dark
deft fingers probed her secret place
as they lay heart to heart.
she may have called a name, not his,
as she shifted in the dark
but is that infidelity
on imaginations part?
Her fellow sleeper also smiled
as he dreamed of love long past
of his promise, long forgotten,
to a love that did not last.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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