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I awoke,

in the grayness of dawn,

and I was alone,

you had gone.

I was alone with the memories

of deep conversations,

deep love making,

followed by deep sleep.

I awoke,

in the grayness of dawn,

and I was alone,

you had gone.

So I shifted my body towards

your side of the bed,

still soft,

still warm,

still scented by you.

I awoke,

in the grayness of dawn,

you had gone...

But I was not alone.