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In the stillness of my room  I lay in bed
arms snugged tightly around my pillow
turned  side-ways facing moon and light
But it is not the burnt orange moon 
but glowing embers in his eyes that warm my vacant night.
Tonight ,I see him  just like on other nights
He is the vision in my last waking thought
He breathes within every breeze in my sleep
He rests right beside me holding my hand and dreams.
Tonight ,I recall his soft whisper in yesterdays'path
Sweet -nothings in my ear touched soft-spots of my heart.
I find him in mountains bathing in fresh rain 
riding on horses in memory lane.
I watch him get closer calling out my name
Its there when I kissed him , then ran far away.
I see him on earlier days  where He has found me
It was love at first sight and instant chemistry .
It was deep affection for a  blue collar guy
with dirt on his shirt and an  amorous smile.
I smelled poverty all over him ,and on his soaked fuel rag.
Smelled the soap on his skin , and books in his bag.
He passed one to me ,and said it is mine
I  made him a pledge that I'd scribble a line.
One line followed others in chapters of time
Chapters of star spumes, sunrise , and sky
Chapters of novels about a blue collar guy.



Inspired by a book  I read in my  early teens .called 'Mysterious Mountain Man'

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