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was a time
you were waiting
the first alarm to ring
would pull me
from my dream
into your arms
into the warmth of sunrise
burning me your skin
restless in our
promise
to begin
wrapped inside
a silence –
the measure of a sigh
intimacy
with barely room
to breathe
touch is come
reminders
of the night we’ve
passed beyond
forgotten now
the fleeting thought
to leave

. . .