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Nov 2018
I feel your warmth
beside me
your breath upon my neck
is a reassurance
your hand that reaches
for mine
comforts
clasping my nightmares
as the last dregs of day leave
the skies
turning them into
dreams of safety
all through the night
warmth; comfort; love
Sheila Sharpe
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Sheila Sharpe  71/F/Kegworth
(71/F/Kegworth)   
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