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Description The forehead of the bedspread
Wrinkles;
Sunrise beckons. But
You are a puzzle, unfathomable
A smile as hers to you,
Lying in those locking folds,
A half-complete jigsaw.
Your hand rests on the pillow.

It grasps a patch of air;
Another hand that isn't there.
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