wake up
in the morning we lay there
as the warming sun beat its beams over the
strangled sheets
i stayed while she got up
wrapped in linen swathing
in that light
the most beautiful.
as the warming sun beat its beams over the
strangled sheets
i stayed while she got up
wrapped in linen swathing
in that light
the most beautiful.
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