On The Other Side

The eyes grow heavy
with sleep,
pull at the psyche,
until flipped,
(on the other side),
they open
to another life
yet, how rare
we remember.

But remember,

before the dark
sinks into the light,
and the eyes open
again
to the waking life,
that the psyche
brings back with it,
how in dreams
you loved me.

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