First Light

Quiet
Comfort
Peace
Love
Eyes open to the first light
Silence
Clock tick
The moment when you wake and feel the warmth of another
Skin soft and adjust to waking
Breath is soft, steady, constant, repetitive
Quiet
Comfort
Peace
Love
I know I love you, but I can't have you
Quiet
Comfort
Peace
Love
That's what you are to me at first light
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- Confessional