6 (they‵re gone)
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1 min readAug 29, 2018
My hand reaches out, touches nothing
The emptiness fills my mind
My fingers desire more than this
My heart no longer mine
They left those yesterdays and now
the doorways stand sentinel
Watches as I lay awake
I too watch, but not for sleep
I wait for your return
On angel‵s breath or eagle wings
A dragon‵s tail squeezes me
I watch my heart stops beating
I wait but not for sleep
