I awake early, way before you,
with your arms still
wrapped around me.
Solitude has planted itself
into the earth
miles away from here,
branching out its
contemplative desires.
Your inviting skin
keeps me warm
As the sweet fragrant
smells of spring filter in
through the window.
The sun has risen
And the rays of my heart
shine down on you.
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