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The Morning After

I woke up in the early morning
The cold room chilled me to the bone
My arms reached out to pull you near
And I realized I was all alone

My hand touched the spot where you slept
Hoping that the warmth was still there
Knowing that it was all a dream
This time together that we share

A pillow where your body was
I must have held that all night long
Why does it seem my happiness fades
When the night gives in to the dawn

So I pull that pillow closer
As a tear rolls soft on my cheek
I whisper to you that I love you
Then I close my eyes and beg to sleep

~THE FLOWING PEN~
10-3-04




 


 



 
 


 
 






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