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May 2015
As I drop into a deeper sleep -
or the eternity just prior to waking
we lay wrapped in each other's arms,
I feel your warm breath on the nape of my neck.
Your hand follows the curves of my waist -
Lingering
       longing
within that touch I find
security
     love
           a home.
These are my dreams and yet-
only in dreams can I live.
RIP Joe
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