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Feb 28, 2015 - 1 comments

Sitting awake late, with My Love at my side.
The Little One silently sleeping, more precious as moments float by.
The sheets are soft, air clean, I lean into peace fighting sleep as I release the poems inside.
No plans for moments to come,  no where to hide and seek.
The journey begins when I relax to sleep.
I slumber to search, create, learn, teach, heal. I speak to love, express, create, progress, de-stress.
And so I fall...for you.

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by onthefence, Feb 28, 2015
thats nice!!!

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