Every night I want to
Cuddle you
I long to
Caress you
A last touch ?
But you are far away
In distant lands
Where my arms
Cannot not reach
All I have
A scratch of rejection
A soft scar on
Tender heart
I keep humming
Melodies of self-denial
Tossing in iron beds
Heavily chained
Wait for the dark folds
Furry quilt of death
Amen !
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