But When We Wake

I wait for you every night;

Hoping to see your note lying,

Just inside

my apartment door

I miss you

I want you in my arms;

I go to sleep, knowing you’ll

be holding your arms open for me,

But only in dreams

©Ramon Sturdivant

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