Waking, welcoming.
Legs entwined.
Your breath, warm as you laugh.
Voices subtle, soft.
Arms tangled.
Wrapped in white sheets.
Your eyes, gentle.
Skin, so close.
Sweat mingling.
The sun rises.
You are gone.
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