Saturday, December 22, 2007

A Note Before Sunrise

Good morning my love.
I miss your touch so much.
Right now,
as I lay in this bed,
eyes barely open,
I can't stand this empty space next to me.

Tell me you wish me in your arms,
tell me anything...
something,
to soothe my craving body,
my aching heart.

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