Poem: Before the World Begins

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Before the World Begins

Early in the morning.
Your arm drapes over her.
You feel her breath, steady, slow.
You feel her skin, warm and impossibly soft.

She stirs. The light slowly filtering in.
Soon it will be time to wake, to begin the day.
But not yet. It is still the intimate time
of peace and trust and safety,

before the world begins.

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