Only Sleeping

Her stomach swollen from premature love
and she sat still;
his hand resting on her breast.
Catching dreams never seemed this easy:
Watching life flow across the water as the fireflies
danced in the light of the moon.
Tomorrow would come too soon to discover
what went wrong.  And now was the only time
left to imagine who she would become-if he decided to stay.

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