Love--
as soft and tender
as the baby
you now hold.
Night after night
you wake to
find him
not there.
A strong heart's desire
pulling hard,
making you fall
onto cold concrete.
You have to get
through the days
without him--
without your love...
for her.
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A very tangible and real poem!
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