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For Andrew, the day before we moved in together.
I miss you most in the mornings,
that time when the sun strikes
the roof with such angular
intensity, and I’m left
alone in my bed, tightly coiled
in blankets clutched in my fists,
dreaming I’ll wake up
with you next to me.
12 November 2010
