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| spilt_milk |
he opens his eyes to see her there, sleeping next to him peacefully. his smiles drift in and out of dreams, slowly drawing her closer, gathering her hand in his wishing softly for the night to slow to a gentle silence. gently kissing her neck he shuts his eyes hoping she's there when they open again. morning comes unbid, the sun gently waking them, rubbing the sleep from their souls. she turns too look sleepily at his face, he has nothing to say and so she smiles and closes her eyes in peace. morning comes unblest, life has already passed through the street below, an urban suburbia embraced by two cities cast out to make its own destiny between. he sits up slowly, propping himself against the wall. morning comes unbid, unblest, with peaceful glances and slow grace. the day lies ahead. he doesn't want to go, but sighing softly says "the beauty of staying ends if you can never leave." |
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