night

i awoke
heart racing
and reached
for you

the empty pillow
filled my hand

so long
since the nights
we've shared
a bed

but my arms
remember yours
when things were
just
so
good

our together
precious

our apart
longing

another golden sunset
yawns

another day
you breathed there
not here

one morning
early and blue
my hand
will reach
and find you
next to me
sleeping

until then
i lay to one side
of the bed
keeping your side
open



Poetry by Gretchen Hunter
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Written on 2010-01-25 at 04:09

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Achernar
This is a very good write. It is hard for most people to get short lines to work properly, however you have done a very fine job here! I enjoyed the write a great deal!!
2010-01-28