August 14, 20242 Comments

Into The Day (2)

It's still dim when I wake up. I get out, I can't stay in bed. For a moment I go outside, it is cold. I enjoy the quiet first hours of the day.

Then you wake up. Your hand touches me, a warm embrace, a kiss. The day begins.

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