Awry

You’ve become

Crept eerie whispers

That naturally slithers

Ever quietly into my sleep

Leaving unspoken messages

Stealing me away like a dream

Where I wake in the cold silence

That now holds your body’s- imprint

Fading capturing scent that once was…love

Poet of the Light © 2018

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