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The inky blackness of the night
Is warm and cloying on my skin
Blanket-like it covers me
I find it difficult to breathe
Clotted air weighs heavily
Upon my body as I lie
Presses down against my breast
A spectral lover in the dark
Would that you’d return to me
Hold me in your gentle arms
Stroke me with your loving touch
And be the one I miss so much
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©Denise G Allen, 21 January 2013 13:08