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At Night

It's you I see at night
and only you
in sleep and dreams and tucked
under my covers.
My hand glides across your chest
(broad, bare, pale, perfect)
and cups your shoulder.
You say I'm freezing, my fingers
are like ice, numb, unfeeling,
but you warm me,
toes between yours,
heat radiating from you.
who would have known
you could be
so cold