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Without you all room is roomy
Space is so unbearably cold
The comfort you gave me waning
The sheets have all slipped to the floor

My hand weaves into your fabric
Tucking flowers under my chin
Tightly holding to the edge of hope
Patching memories to form a quilt

The sun beckons through the window
As winter is coming on fast
Your voice blankets the air around me
Stirs warm the cold coals in my heart

An open doorway frames your form
Your being, runs over my lips
My thirsty eyes have been quenched
Though my heart is still parched

I see you well, you know it well
We have built our own private hell
Together forever, at last
Partitioned, unbreakable glass