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In a Time

By : March 1, 2021 Comments Off
The rain falls delicately as the sun rises The sweet smell of jasmine fills the air   He sleeps atop a mountain of maroon pillows I lay beside him on a Persian rug and trace his lips with my finger The thick plush leaves of the bird of paradise hang lovingly over our heads                          I tousle his hair and watch the thrashing willows His untuned guitar leans carelessly on a wooden chair It will fall soon The rain falls like diamonds as the lilies dance divine    Honey filled mason jar rest atop the small wooden table beside a bamboo She sleeps in a small hammock that is affixed to peach trees I lie beside her and take her hand. She arches her fingers and slips them between mine  Her lavender-scented hair
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Gratitude Lingers

By : March 1, 2021 Comments Off
I always wake up early. It doesn't matter what transpired in the night, I'm up with the sun if not before while she is a heavy sleeper. An average morning would include a few moments to bask in gratitude before rising to stretch and make coffee. My bed is soft and warm, and here I am waking up next to this mess of a woman. Today, gratitude lingers. I brush my fingertips against the nape of her neck and contemplate waking the beauty, but no. If you love a flower, you don't change it by plucking it from which it grows. Let her sleep. I let myself become lost in admiration. She stirs and I catch my breath. The soft sounds of sleep return, so I sit and wrap myself
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