Oration

I awoke to a muttering
As my hand reached
A futile gesture
For dumb
It still knew you were not there
That mutter again
As I recall your gentle touch
Soothing the ills of my shaded dreams
My shoulders ache
Clawed raw by you
In passion
In fear
I purr at the recollection
Finally I understand the words
"I love you"
As they echo in this empty house
I smile
Knowing only I am here to heed the words
And with that
I return to sleep

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