Flavours of dawn

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A feather soft memory,

Your folded legs crossed with mine

I sit drenched, in the first rays of sun

While you sleep by my side

I gently move my fingers in those twisted-tangled hair like silk.

You peek at me with those glowing morning chinese eyes

And a smile followed by my racing heart

Let's soak the flavours of dawn

Let's forget what we were yesterday

Let's become what we always wanted to be

And see the war is over now.............

~R~