Upon this early morning
she heard the dove call
somewhat in the distance
though very near to her heart
A low, soft tune
sweet with dreams
of his kisses in the rain
made her smile
She lay awake
Thinking of him -
his laughter
Loving him -
his devotion
Needing him -
his touch...
She turns to watch him
her lover
their bed
and kisses him gently
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