Sometimes I lie awake at night
Sensing
no other presence than
The
breathing in and breathing out
Of
my true love lying next to me.
You
have no idea that I'm waiting,
Listening
to your life flow
In
the gentle rise and fall
That
touches my heart so tenderly.
The
facts have a way of giving a little
Piece
of themselves to every lost and
Wandering
soul encountered as
Their
patterns interweave.
And
I am truly blessed to be
The
one whose lips you kiss goodnight,
To
hold you close, to touch your face
To
share the air you breathe.
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