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Behind The Door

All night long,
I felt your absence,

In the pre-dawn hour,
hugging the warmth
of your shadow,
I sensed a beat;
but no breath.

Behind the door
of my dreams,
I whispered your name;
sorrow resonated
in the aftermath of

I awoke this morning,
on your side of the bed,
cold and unfamiliar;

Since you left,
I am at sea;
until you return
I’m lost in self-mutiny.

Former Philly resident turned Irish schoolteacher, honing writing skills on Fanstory. Now, a novelist with "Irish Eyes" debut. 📚🍀