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i blink, sleep-slowedeyelashes filtering sun
funny little dust motes
flutter in the morning air
my muscles pull,
my neck s t r e t c h e s,
and i roll over to my side
but
my arm hits something warm
and it's not a blanket
so i kiss this warm not-blanket
i smile, sleep-slowed
he grins right back
i love waking up
(next to him)
