Remembering You Running Soft Through The Night

Sometimes I can feel you there
Looking at me from behind the windows of my mind
Spectral
Mystic
Extraordinary

Caring eyes ~ watching
Soft and kind hands ~ waiting
Arms ~ open

Sometimes I feel your breath in my ear on the wisps of the wind
Your hand on the back of my neck when I drive or on my knee as I sit
The heat of you beside me underneath my blankets
Your lips, on mine as I sleep

Then morning comes to tear open my eyes
And I see that you aren't there.

The solemn sigh escapes me and I begin my day.

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