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Even as the night has drifted softly upon me



Distilling its emptiness



So also has your memory



In silence



Crept from within the walls



Wrapping me in the velvet cloak



Of longing…and desire



And I am helpless



For my senses betray me



The memory of your scent rests upon my skin



The thought of your warmth presses against me



The vision of you silhouette approaches



And falls upon my eyes



And all…



All becomes as a dream before me



And I shall dream



Yes



…



Oh yes, I shall dream on



Until no reason remains



To wake



…Jeff Bresee