Scarlet Reverie She lies still, silent Head on her pillow with eyes tightly closed Thinking that it’s almost night She dare not open her eyes for fear of losing a moment’s thought She inhales deeply then does something mimicking a sigh And in that instant her exhale forms a silhouette of him She takes it in A perfect picture in her mind’s eye She draws closer, reaches over and rests her head on his chest She curls into his neck as he hugs her close She whispers “welcome back” He says “hi” She settles her beating heart anxious to hear everything But he is gone Behind heavy lids, she feels like a blind person whose staff is lost She tries to hold on, Now empty space feels caressed by eager fingers She reluctantly and gently opens her eyes to look at a blank wall The familiarity of her surroundings slowly sinking in She closes her eyes once more willing the feeling, the image to reappear Anything that would make her feelthat he is still there Nothing But his scent still lingers feeding air to her lungs and she is content knowing he’s home
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