Sleep Well, My Love
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Herbert Nehrlich
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It came to me
from
the silent shadows,
this word
that has
its own inflection
just for you:
LOVE.
Will you,
when it reaches
YOU,
and if it touches
a special part
of you,
take it
and hold it briefly,
then smother it
with
neverending kisses
and send it back to me?
I shall be waiting
for it to come back,
an echo of sorts,
only much more.
And I shall wait,
wait longer,
for you,
my LOVE.
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