In her sleep there is movement
eyelids racing across a field of clover
fingertips strumming a guitar
perhaps lips parting: words considered, but unspoken
and occasionally one of her feet will jump
swatting away a fly? smacking a kickball?

How long have I been watching her?
(she asks)

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