I find myself lieing here gently stroking the place where you warm body once was. Imagining in my mind that you havent just walked out the door and returned home,but that you are still right here with me. I can still smell your lingering aftershave almost like my sheets have actually absorbed it and it is now part of them. I wish you where a part of my sheets, but then i suppose id never leave my bed, basking in your gentle touch fovrever and lying in your arms until the light faded from behind my eyes. Cautiously i roll into your space, as if somewhere in my mind im afraid of crushing your essence,i shift my body gently falling slighly as i fill you groove. A semi- permenat mark of where you lay, your body caputred and molded into an identical form upon my matress. I wiggle slightly trying to extend to form your exact shape, but im much smaller than you and cant quite streach the way you do. I look out across my room through my bedroom door and in my mind i see a ghostly figure of you waving and smiling energetically as i wink at you. I guess its just the shadows the curious way they reflect your image upon the walls. Sadly though my mind is just playing games, you arent there waving at me because you long ago walked out that door and started your journey home. Heavy hearted i glance at the window and fall into a trance into the moon imagining you sitting there swining your legs over the side like the dare devil you are. A cold breeze blows through the room, and i become painfully aware how lonely this room is without you. Roll over back to my side of the bed, wrap my needy arms around a pillow close my eyes, and just for a few hours, i can have you back dancing in the golden stream with your rainbow tipped wings brushing mine.
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