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May 6
Her head on my chest
Softly she rests 
In the aftermath of loving.

This is the part 
The thing that touches my heart. 

I kiss her forehead
and run my fingers through her hair.

Listening to her sleeping
Lost in the feeling.

This is what love is, 
This is believing,
Conceiving something better,
I can't begin too.

Sleep peacefully My Love.
Spent the weekend at the beach with my girlfriend
she fell asleep with her head on my chest.
I wrote this in my mind while she was sleeping.
Todd Sommerville
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Todd Sommerville  60/M/United States
(60/M/United States)   
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