Sleepless aches
seep down my spine
and grip my back
like his hands did
those times, years ago.
His well-roughened
and
well-worn
hands were
well-trained
in saving,
protecting,
guiding,
and
coaxing
this stricken girl
from herself.
When the aches
seep down my spine
I'm reminded
of the sweet lovely touches
meant to soothe...
and the long drives home.
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