Each night as I crawl into bed, your name escapes my lips.
I hope the world has been kind to you.
I hope the light touched your skin and you smiled.
I call your name, knowing you are not here to hear me.
Almost as if I hope to conjure you to my resting place.
As if my words could dance on the wind and you feel me say it.
I call your name and ask for you to hurry back to me.
To feel the gentleness of you as we lie side by side .
To touch , to breathe, to love.
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