My Missing Mab

I am not lonely in my bed
I am missing
I am not desperate
I am yearning
There is no greater pillow, no blanket, sheet or cushion
That could more readily send me off to sweetly slumber
Than thine own self upon me, tucked gently ’round each
Our every corner
I bend for you

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