I am finding solace in the soft white blanket that once lay neatly folded

At the foot of your bed.

The pale pink Roses seem to float against smooth fabric.

I lay next to you once, my head on your shoulder,

This blanket warm against our skin.

I felt so safe there

In that space beside you

Listening to your breath,

As it quietly reassured me

You were still here.

Now as I feel it wrapped around me

I wish it was,your arms

Embracing me.

Your voice wishing me


Instead of the darkness drawing me into its vast empty

Breathless shadows

Where night lives. By J. Hamilton


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