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Dec 2014
The morning sun knocks on the door.
With sensitive rays
Pointing gently at your tired cheek.
Silently, I awake in the glow.
Twists and strecthes.
You neither awake nor notices
My body melting into yours
It's this situation
I appreciate the most.
Your soft body
Your gentle breath.
Your open horizon against
My narrow alley
Connecting in an earth bound love.
My teacher of care.
My master of trust.
With sleep in your eyes, you look at me
As being the man
I want to share my life with.
Amanda Bordrup
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Amanda Bordrup  Denmark
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