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Your little kick nudges me to wakefulness As you seek my attention I reach out and lay my palm on your head As a sign that I am here for you I listen carefully And our hearts beat as one I feel you tumble and turn joyfully And everything in me comes together I know I cannot wait to hold you in my arms And bury myself in the sweetness of you.

It's cold and rainy With striking lights across the sky And sounds that growl Long into the night Long streaky tears on my window Yet the thrumming sound nudges Into uneasy wakefulness I reach out for comfort And grasp air And a cold, impersonal pillow And the thrumming accelerates With confusion and uncertainy Were you really here Or did I just dream it? ReneéJ