By scqueen
Date: 18 April 2001
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We wake -
hair wild
eyes matted,
skin chilled
from the night.
We spoon -
like the stars
and moon,
before dawn.
Nothing from
the day ahead
can touch us,
before you kiss me.
We can choose
to stay this way...
content,
all day,
if we want.
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