Before I Sleep
I lay in the dark in this sweet place
hear the train whistle, long and mournful
taking some where they don't want to go
taking others to those they miss most
I hear the dog laying next to me
snoring peacefully, dreaming a dream
maybe she's chasing a rabbit or digging a bone
maybe something else; only she knows
I feel your heart beating against my back
feel your breath, warm and even
before I sleep in this sweet place
I place a kiss on your sleeping face
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