A bolide of tenderness
It crushed the bitterness of my soul.
Your avalanche of sweetness
It wrapped the solitude of my room.
You did not have to do anything,
Just be there,
From you emanated the giving
In me was born the appetite to receive.
There was no pain that morning
Your warm body inhibited it
Beside my pillow.
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