Tiny Tremors
In the dawn
I awoke
And put you on
Floated through
The room
Petals fell
The flowers bloom
In wee hours
As pre-sun rose
All have left
One should be cold
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You brought warmth
Voice showered heart
I felt small pain
You touch loves part
Rip core soul
Savior gone
In the dawn
I awoke
And put you on
I could have
Should have
Worn you
Like a nightshirt.
K. Stofer Smith
Rag Content Libro Dos
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