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Early morning light filters through the room,

I burrow further into the covers.

Eyes blink open and my gaze falls upon your bare back.

A warm feeling burbles from my heart.

I wrap my arm around your broad chest,

nestling my lips into your neck.

I breath in the scent of you,

stale cigarettes and distant minty cologne.

You murmur and stir slightly,

meanwhile I memorize your perfect face.

A smile plays on my lips as I admire you sleeping.

I gently rub my fingers through your hair,

thankful that you’re mine–

proud that this is my man,

happy that you’re near,

a little sad that I’ll have to leave soon.

So for now I’ll savor this moment,

I’ll burrow even further into the covers

and silently beg the sun never to rise.

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