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Lovers Gifts XXVIII: I Dreamt

 I dreamt that she sat by my head, tenderly ruffling my hair with
her fingers, playing the melody of her touch.
I looked at her face and struggled with my tears, till the agony of unspoken words burst my sleep like a bubble.
I sat up and saw the glow of the Milky Way above my window, like a world of silence on fire, and I wondered if at this moment she had a dream that rhymed with mine.

Poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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