He came. I met him. He woke me up this morning with a gentle voice of repetitive rhythm. He is warm and engulfing and understanding. He came with Coffee. He spent the morning on the porch with me. We listened to music. We watched the clouds roll by and the birds carry worms to their young. We are going to spend the whole day together he and I. Tonight, he goes away, but with a promise of a morning return. Oh how much I need him!
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I love this.
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