We sleep apart most nights for now
I find it’s hard to breathe
Alongside the one I love
The oven in the bed
The cats lie with him every night
They love his heat as well
I lie alone upon the floor
At peace with just a bear.
“It’s never just a bear” you say
“It’s always two or more”
With plush-filled friends I cuddle through
The nights upon that floor.
Separate beds, a shared love, cats claiming warmth, and bears ensuring I never sleep alone.
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