over my shoulder, the window splits the morning light into a text of light. line by line of white and shadow fitting to the shape it rests upon. i'm a lucky girl. his back raises ever so slightly with every intake of air. soft and warm in the sun. wrinkled bed sheets and a soft sweet face.
10.18.2003
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