mor(n)ing

i find it
comforting
when i wake
in the middle
of the night
to taste
your name
on my lips.

i hear your
voice echo
in my dreams
with a comfort
that soothes
my fractured
smoothes over
the broken.

the world seems
to take joy
in crushing
souls to dust
but you keep
the void at bay
even when it sings
so very sweetly.

that’s enough
for me
in a reality
that only ever takes
you replenish
the flames needed
to keep my steam
powered heart beating.

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