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Faded into bliss
Last night you were with me
and the big old dog
could not lie still
and she turned
every now and then.
Her nails rubbed
against the wood floor,
but while you were lying against me
my senses was filled by you
and my flu
was somewhere in the background.
For a long time I laid against you
and saw you sleep
and everything about me,
faded into bliss.
poem
by
Gert Strydom
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