Sweet Spot
Penanced to that moment
When limbo still lingers
I feel your warmth embrace
The trace of your fingers
I mould to your grasp
Peak a reflexive smile
Like an addict on the fence
Before descending the black mile
Then all too quickly
I’m falling awake
Turning to greet your face
As my stolen begins to ache
Sheets stone cold
Just like your face
When I said my goodbyes
To a lifeless case
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