Tender heart longed for this
A place of shelter gentle and soft
Where I could be held
While soft breeze caressed bare flesh
Bestowing nature’s love with sweet caress
While sunlight falls upon
Upward turned countenance
Feasting on all of this
Surrounding beauty and light
Tender heart
Has had its fill
Of so many lonely nights
Where memories of neglect
Cast a chill upon bare skin
Reminding one of the emptiness left
When your body was gone
A vacant space
Where absence of soothing comfort and grace
Left this tender heart
Longing and bereft
All alone and aching
In the abandonment space
Emerging From The Dark Night 
This will strike a chord with many people’s lives. I’m wrestling with this one. I read it once and Im getting melancholy yet read it again and I’m getting beauty. Need to think about this.
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Oh I hope it didn’t trigger your loss and pain. Its a fine line isn’t it between remembering and being back in old pain. I associate this more to my childhood really when no one was there and all those times I was in bad traumatic space during addiction with no one there. It has many layers. Comfort and peace to you ❤
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Strangely no didn’t trigger that, it was childhood stuff. It was exactly what you talk about here.
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I associated with the reflective mood of your poem and these lines caught my attention
“Where memories of neglect
Cast a chill upon bare skin
Reminding one of the emptiness left
When your body was gone”
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