I thought of you today,
A little thing,
It made me smile.
The way you touched my hand
In the morning, in the soft light from the window
Half-asleep, you smile and close your eyes,
So close to me, your face
Nuzzled next to mine while
We slept, our breathing matching,
Two breaths come as one
While outside the spring snowflakes fell.
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