it's dark
i feel you stirring restlessly beside me
i reach across your chest and draw myself into you
i want to say something comforting
i think i tell you i love you
but sleep pulls heavily at me
i want to bring you with me
to hold your hand and walk through sun-golden orchards
full of strange animals and unknown fruits
to walk across green fields
and meadows filled with buzzing flowers
to walk along rocky, winding creek beds
sparkling with the cold memory of some high and wintry peak
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