In the dead of night
I turn to hear you breath
One small step closer
To where I ought to be.
As pale moon draws nearer
I feel your body stir
And float with you gently
To place unknown before.
When morning comes, I know
You will awake to find
I am here beside you
Still, where I belong.
Thursday, 5 April 2007
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