I dreamed you beside me
in a small fishing village
our bare feet dangling
from a weathered wall.
Stone soldiers guarding
eternal holding back the
swell of the rushing sea.
From the beacon of an ancient
lighthouse wings of sea birds
shadowed a forlorn sky
only to vanish in a woeful beam.
A shell at my ear I held you,
gathered you in silk netting arms.
Released from my grasp you
slipped away
freed from the catch of dreams.

Thank you John!
You are welcome, Holly!!!
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