When she's reaching out for you
She's grasping at the seams
Of a memory
Long gone by
It's not you
It is within a dream
To slip and fall would be
Heavenly
She pulls you down
Face to face
Bodies pressed together
In a memory
It's not you
It is someone she used to be
To have you inside
Would be so
Excessive
In her arms
Still she is sleeping
With dreams and memories
No, it's not you
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