Soft Wake
Flowing curtains
Slowly, eyes meet the sun
Sunlight warms my face
Slowly, eyes meet the sun
Sunlight warms my face
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Waking up but not forced, like moving from the shady side of the bed to the sunny side.
Lovely
Sweet and heart-warming. You use few words to give me a whole feeling throughout my body. You're amazing
Short and sweet Beautiful and breathtaking