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The Phantom

Every night I fall asleep
In arms my mind has wrought.
I rest with one that for weeks
I've neither seen nor sought.

He's there while I slumber, yet
Upon waking he is gone.
I curl among cold lonely sheets:
"Until tonight I'll be alone."



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Love_is_Endless said...
Nov. 21, 2010 at 10:06 am:
Wow! You are an awesome poet!
 
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