in the a.m. blur

i woke up too early for this / for you

to not be here

i want to hear your skin

whisper soft cotton

your mind cooling in sleep / i wish

for you and we / i wish

for breathless and warm / i wish

for this, the long beautiful history, now

in the a.m. blur.

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