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Morning Sun

The sun rose

thawing the atmosphere,

dissipating the same

through fog and blood

It’s quiet light filtered in

through the window, and,

elegantly, it crawled along the sheets

as a benevolent wraith

across our bodies

We tried to continue

dreaming hidden visions

projected on our eyelids,

but a shift came

from black to red

washing the image away

And when we opened our tired eyes

we looked not past

one another

- First draft written on Friday, the 18th of June, 2010, when I was home and newly in love -

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