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Dec 2015
Laying down this night
feeling restless so no sleep.
Thoughts racing in the dark,
already looking for the light.

First a gentle touch
as finger reach my shoulder bare.
A hand now resting on my chest,
give me pause as I start to rest.

Then a leg gently
draped across me,
feeling the warmth,
my love close.

Now her body
wrapped to me,
like pretzels intertwined.
A gentle sleep is now mine.
Willard Wells
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Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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