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Mar 2015
the night used to be:
warm
body heat
arms around me
exhilarating

the night became:
arid
wondering why
you were so far away
although you lay next to me

the night became:
frigid
my back to your back
space in between
obligatory

the night became:
wet
with flowing tears
aching for touch
longing for you

the night is now:
desolate
deep, howling screams
save me! save me!
distressed and sleepless
Kayenta
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Kayenta  northern California
(northern California)   
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