A sleeping woman's head appeared
Among the folds of our covered couch
The sun was falling into her face
Of shadows slowly darkening
I wasn't really seeing things
But everywhere I looked
Faces were emerging
From within things
Could we live in a world
Where faces of all sizes
Press in upon us always
And yet we do
I was startled at first weren't you
But now I kiss each one
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