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Board Administrator Username: mjm
Post Number: 4528 Registered: 11-1998
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Honorable Mention Nighttime Migration of the Domestic Spouse Jeff Meyer Snores are broken in fits of restlessness; First his leg, then his back is against her. His journey leaves behind a wrinkled mess He sleeps on: now a snore, now a whimper. She pulls the covers he has kicked and shoved, With eyes still closed, and she kicks at his legs. Her hand slides in his, a natural glove; She rolls away, muttering about eggs. And she is not in his dreams anymore: Now it's any time, anyone but here. And it wasn't his hand she held before, Her thoughts coalesce his masculine fear. These nights they look away from each other, And start the end of their road together.
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