Have a rest of contentment, a pleasing warmth with a heart calm in peaceful sleep.

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Have a rest of contentment, a pleasing warmth with a heart calm in peaceful sleep.
That strange, slow drift apart creeping and intangible. It's gradual, but you know, the relationship is undead. Tottering forward without warmth, or soul, or pulse.
There is a quiet warmth sitting in nightgown and staring into the full moon, alone.