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The sun is raising - starry night morphing into a multi-coloured dawn.

In the stillness of the early morning, I watch you sleep, tangled in my crisp white sheets.
Your body glows with a deep remembrance of the night before as I see the curves of your body in the diffused light for the first time.

I am mesmerized – the newness, freshness of it all –
the sight of you in my bed,
the smell of your musk mingling with mine,
the feel of our shared warmth.

Your eyes slowly open- grey-blue, like the colour of the early sky – and smile.
You’re beautiful in the morning light, you say, sleepily brushing the hair off my face.

You’re glowing.

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