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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