3TC – Dreaming


Television held no interest

Snow plows interrupted sleep

Curling up to curb nerve pain

Unrest is ever present


I must be sleeping because, feeling an arm come around me

I cuddle into it, but who. . .turn my face, see you

It was your birthday

Your presence here, now, if only a dream.


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