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On My Eyelids


I missed you so
I couldn’t wait
another second

I had to text you
but you beat me
to it by a finger

touch by texting
woke up with
you on my eyelids

(so loving, so sweet)

that confirmed
what we both were
thinking and feeling

at the same time
though thousands
of light years apart

well, a slight
exaggeration to note
how uncanny it is

that we both missed
each other and
wanted each other

to the nth degree at
the same time while
so very far apart

yet our hearts and
minds were in
perfect alignment

(speechless)

so my dearest don’t
be surprised when I
tell you

I’m going to sleep
with you in my heart
on my mind and

on my eyelids

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alslaff

Poet, Writer, US Army (Retired)

I dreamed of writing when I was a youngster. The love of books and writing may have helped to dull the pain of severe sexual abuse as I was sexually abused by two men at my father’s place of work from age 8 to 12 or so. I learned about this for the first time when I was 50 years old. So, as a boy, reading was the only place I had to go to. My fantasy world was better and safer than my real world. I loved reading and writing.
Reading books and writing poetry are a joy to me still and are an important part of my life. (See my About Me page on my blog for the complete profile.)

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