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Softly by my side you sleep. The love I feel, so real.
I can still taste your flavor as my fingers travel the highways woven in your face ~~ not to awaken, just to etch them in my mind.
I breathe you in, the him-scent stamped to memory, and my skin still tingles where we loved.
The hands I love twitch in silent dream direction, and I wonder if I'm in there with you behind your fluttering lids.
My own eyes close. Softly by my side, now softly in my mind, you sleep.
C.J. Heck
Read poems about / on: travel, sleep, memory, dream, love
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