turn down

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some nights i walk around – to the other side – and repeat what you have done.
correcting the imbalance, matching the crease, and smoothing the fold.

meet the gesture but miss its meaning.
I think to do it.

most nights I dont return the favor. too false a move – not my own – to do is to mimic.

other nights, the sweet nights, i leave this act of devotion to you.

I love you most
when you turn down
my side of the bed.

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