Vision
All the length of our daysyou charged my air
with the passion of life
and our time was a
sharing of experience.
Only lately I've noticed
at night beside me
you lie subdued,
not yourself.
Dynamo, where are you?
You lie here, clutching sleep,
electric presence absent.
I see that you and I
now practise nightly
solitude for the
command performance.
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