After several fitful nights, barely sleeping, you are finally home from your trip. I hear every creak, every pop, and every little noise in the house when you are gone. As I am drifting off to sleep, I hear you coming up the stairs. I know it is you, as the dog does not bark. The bedroom door opens. I feel you slip under the covers behind me. You move my hair aside. Your lips linger after
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