Shawn L. Bird

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toes March 28, 2012

Filed under: Commentary,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:22 am
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My toes travel,
shifting beneath the sheets,
searching for your warm form,
and encounter emptiness.
Where you were
there lingers
a memory of warmth
that leaves me longing,
lonely,
for your return.

 

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