My Mate

I miss the mass of you

the solid

certain knowing

that with you beside me

I was safe

your brown skin

so  smooth

your tattoos speaking a little

of what was underneath

but not even touching

the whole of you

I miss the way you reached for me in your sleep

once you felt my breast beneath your hand

you would sigh

and sleep more peacefully

so would I

the world could go on

you and I

were the only ones

alone in time

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