Security of blanket is what I seek
Somewhere to hide when feeling meek
Pull corners closer, expect no sleep, less rest
Pretend you're here, my head upon your breast
Scent imbedded upon pillow setting senses alight
Memories of you help me through another lonely night
Dawn will come and the darkness pass
A day closer to you returning to me at last
Blanket of love is what I seek
Somewhere to hide with you all week.
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In the cold darkness I long for your touch. Just you, warm, I yearn to clutch. To have you hold me close in the night, Wake up, you're still there, even though it's light.
She feels a sad emptiness between them... an almost tangible nothingness that leaves her with an ache in her chest.
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