He Never Sees Her Face when They Sleep

he never sees her face when they sleep

anymore

he rolls to her, to gaze, to…re-connect

she faces the other direction

with her shoulder cold to his touch

and she places her warm hand

against the chilled pane of glass

that is her window to freedom

he wants her to stay, to love

she dreams of the stars above

she removes her hand

but the imprint of her dreams

stay awhile longer before fading


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