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by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist
Hi, There’s a quiet magic in this piece. The way you carry the reader from the haze of sleep into that aching realization of absence is beautifully done. The imagery of warmth, sunlight, and soft memories creates such an intimate atmosphere. That final line lingers long after the poem ends dreams patiently waiting to become reality. I love this... Gel