Emptiness Vanquished: Romantic Email Sonnet

I rolled over this morning
And the sheet was cold
And the bed was empty,
And I felt alone.

When I rolled back
Onto my back,
I squinted and read the words
You wrote.

And my sheet was warm,
And my quilt was warm,
And the words you wrote
Warmed my soul.

And I felt your form
And was no longer alone.

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