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The sweet smell of my love
her body with my own.
The when the world is dark and quiet
and alone:
the precipice that separates
noise peace,
the of an every evolving magic;
a precious
combines and confirms the space
the and togetherness.

And a softer morning in March
a for me
from God a darling face
and papa's eyes and grace.
How the light of
shines
as wondrous fragile taste light
and the slightest for the first time.
And thoughts turn to smiles
to to sunshine
to "Good

morning are of the storm
lightning flashing the dawning sky
of Grandma's hand and day's of life's
discovery behind the veil of her guidance
of the that forums our
biography descriptive of precious heritage
of the aches and frustrations of life blues
the threat of that provides the atmosphere
and observations the balcony
of a "B Movie"
As (though) "all the a stage"

morning begin
as black gives way
to morning cracks of
as a new day beginning
with all its interpretive promise
down then sunshine
on
on El
on
on
wherever a man would stand up
for a
we were born at Midnights in the time,
but surely the minute of a new day gives

sometime morning
there's a smile I need
a to gather
our love
and express we feel.