Morning Kiss
When your lashes have stroked the last of sleep from creamy cheeks all dewed, when tomorrow's dawn is painted on your breast in filtered gold strips that have dripped through the slats, I'll be here with your morning kiss
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Dawn
Started writing poems at age 14, lyrics a lot later and am still doing both to my astonishment. Along the way I wrote a couple of novels and they are published by Amazon. I am gloriously happy in my marriage, after 50 years and I am relieved to say...
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