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whenIwasyours

for every touch
I’ve kept a few
much closer than the sorrow
divine within
I opened then
to something more
than light

lonely shadows
silent dance
closer to my song
baby steps
as stitches cling
piece to tender piece

longing prays
on dusty shelves –
folded soft to linen
forgotten not
the place I keep
my soul

dreamers wake
before the dawn –
and spin the sunlight
walking
wrapped in silken web
memories of night

. . .