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Click hereShe takes my heart and holds me close
And strokes my hair, my lips, my face
She finds the ache, too raw to expose
Then she crawls right in and takes its place
Slipping through my outstretched fingers
Like sands returning to the deep
Like the wood smoke in the air, she lingers
Then she leaves me while I’m asleep
Straining to hold the fine, silvery thread
Our connection that’s precious to me
Painting over the sky in blood-ridden red
So the sun will shine less wintry
My self-containment will not allow
Anxiety to creep into my well guarded heart
No sound of her breath, I cannot sleep now
While we hold so close, never so far apart
This is far and away the most positively cheerful poem of yours I've seen here; totally unexpected.