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Daybreak

At dawn she lay with her profile at that angle

Which, sleeping, seems the stone face of an angel;

Her hair a harp the hand of a breeze follows

To play, against the white cloud of the pillows.

Then in a flush of rose she woke, and her eyes were open,

Swimming with blue through the rose flesh of dawn.

From her dew of lips, the drop of one word

Fell, from a dawn of fountains, when she murmured

‘Darling,’ - upon my heart the song of the first bird.

‘My dream glides in my dream,’ she said, ‘come true.

I waken from you to my dream of you.’

O, then my waking dream dared to assume

The audacity of her sleep, Our dreams

Flowed into each other's arms, like streams.

Stephen Spender