I lay there a moment enraptured,
Hugging it tenderly close,
Relishing the sweetness of a future
Flashing images of quaint reality
But on rousing- eluding so swiftly,
Like a sprite it vanished,
Rushing past my outstretched fingers
Consciousness, or identify the hunger
Mayhap I said, it wasn’t so
Wonderful after all-- or did the answers
Too escape, slipping my grasp
Waltzing like impassioned dancers
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