There
See her there
In the moment between light and dark
In the space between now and then
She is there
Feel her touch
Gentle on skin
Soft still and lingers
Tracing over your form
With delicate hands
As you ride
Ready to fight
Her lips softly caress your skin
Know that you are blessed
When battle done and wounds are dressed
Resting, not sleeping, in cot or bed
A gentle warmth will fill you
A presence slip beside you
She is there
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