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Hug
Warm - buried beneath sheets and another;
so accustomed to this place I occupy:
always able to find the lights, lover
to me alone and always happy to sigh
alongside me, huddled 'neath the cover.
Sharing the night as we shake away drink
taken with friends in the earlier hour -
slunk into bed as our consciousness sinks
and delves beyond us as we cling and cower
together with our fingers interlinked -
we find familiar contours and fall slow
into the cradle we have so missed these days
spent separate. Against the fading glow
of the moonlight, slipped between the tattered shades,
sleep takes, despite love; saved for tomorrow.
