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Mar 2018
So here we are at last,
the end of another tired day
sleep lingers heavily atop my eyelids
as I crawl into our bed
snuggling up next to thoughts
of you

wrapping myself up
in the idea of your arms
closing my eyes
awaiting the routine kiss
on the cheek
and your feet
on my feet

but I am here with only thoughts
and we haven't spoken in weeks
I miss your voice
Syd
Written by
Syd  23/F/Virginia
(23/F/Virginia)   
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   Lucius Furius
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