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In The Dead Of Night

A million butterflies flap their wings,
A million wasps bare their stings.

In the dead of night, heart exploding,
Your voice a whisper – dreams encoding.

I hear your voice, ‘tho’ ‘tis not there,
I know you died – it was not fair.

To this empty bed, I’m resigned,
Soothing sounds – you’re in my mind.

My breathing now becomes erratic,
You’re in my arms and I’m ecstatic.

Only now, in the dead of night,
Do we share this love, having lost the fight.

The days are lonely, filled with dread,
Mere bookends to our time in bed.

There are no words but it does not matter.
My heart still listens to your soothing patter.

Empty arms close round you,
Longing, loving – “I love you too.”

Mouth curves upwards in a smile,
As I take a step along another aisle.

All is quiet now my heart has stopped,
Life for death, I just swapped.

Wait for me; I can see the light,
Shining bright in this eternal night.
Please don’t leave – I’m coming too,
To the world I have to say adieu.

A single butterfly flaps her wings,
A single Angel – my heart strings.

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