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Dark, Black Is The Night

Dark, – black is the night
It Moved Slightly
It moved steadily
But what? But where?

Dark as the night is
It was searching
Moving, Coming,
It came. It came.

Night is black.
But its target
My back. My back.
I felt it. I felt it.

Black as night
It moved, purposely,
Up my back, onto my side.
I felt it. I felt it.

Dark is the night
But I felt it.
Soft, tender, and still
Soft, tender and still.

Dark – black is the night
It knew. It knew.
Where it would be
Soft, tender and still.

Dark as night yet bright as day
It moved, it came
It stayed
Soft, tender and still.

YOUR HAND
(My Wife’s Hand)
Started 9/2/2016 but thought of on several nights.
Larry E. Whittington

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