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The Stranger I Married

 by my sleeping heart


I married a man I never knew,

not carved from dreams, not sky-born true

he smelled of earth and came in late,

yet I was there… and called it fate.


The night was blurred, the stars were kind,

I searched for touch I couldn’t find.

Still, something soft had come to stay

a quiet home, a gentle day.


He wasn’t rich, he wasn’t fire,

but in his world, I could retire.

No battles fought, no love to chase

just mornings warm in someone’s place.


I feared to ask, “Can I have more?”

I feared the knocking at that door

but he just stayed, and work was done,

and in his arms, I found the sun.


A life not built of perfect parts,

but stitched from peace and softened hearts.

No fairytale, no grand parade—

just tea, and dusk, and debts half-paid.


And in my dream, I wasn’t small,

I wasn’t begging him to call.

I wasn’t left to chase or wait—

I simply walked beside my fate.

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