Among
The blurred hours
Where fever
Melts into
Some dark
Nightmares
Inside the ached
Body and soul
I recognize
The soft breath
Of a caring face
Just being there
Without a word
The Hers of her
The Him of him
When he used to care
Too
A long time ago
In a way
That made me feel
Strong
Again
Wrapped into words
And smiles
And sometimes sad
Silences
Even these ones
Were warm and soft
In their entire
Consoling
Solemnity
A graciousness
Feeding my soul
Raising me
Leaving upon
Each surface
Of the unutterable
Irremovable marks of
Infinite love
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