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For Michael

in the morning
I wake and breathe in your scent
from my palms like a blessing
fresh shortbread and lilac.
gratitude blooms in me
and ethereal doves descend
throwing lavender shadows
on the sheets and my skin.

before the clatter and ticking of the day
sweep me into the vortex of mindless action
I rest my head on your pillow
recalling the animal perfection in your fluid gait...
I've watched you when you're unaware of my gaze
and seen the easy grace of your panther soul
prowling long and wild in space unfolding,
measuring the chamber's rhythm in your stride.


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he is all that.

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  • oh my this is soo sweet, your man is all that, then you truly have a treasure,

    I've watched you when you're unaware of my gaze
    and seen the easy grace of your panther soul
    prowling long and wild in space unfolding,
    measuring the chamber's rhythm in your stride.

    Loved the ending

    Blesssings

    Rend

  • Wow how lucky you must be. I have never found a love with that kind of effect on my heart. A beautiful work of art dear friend.


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    June 17

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    Perfect capturing of perfection. I love this. Beautiful imagery. Bravo, Ms. Noir.

    ~Sang.