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That early morning touch
blind by steamy mirrors
seeing just enough
her blanketed silhouette 
from half way around the world
the complicated hours
break all barriers. 
The world and its pretty places
I’m still amazed
by simple sun-rise
especially when 
I should be sleeping
here on the coast. 
Voices try and whisper
it’s impossible really
when there’s a lot to say,
hurry or we’ll be late
“I’m trying”
heavy hands squeeze
eyes slip under eyes
the perfect moment is here
in that instant
the first of 
the four session
explodes on us. 
She laughs,
half dressed
she jumps at the chance
to wear that amazing skirt.  
With rigging ears
the alarm comes to life
coffee is ready
she delicately sips
sitting in her favorite chair,
staring out that window
looking at life
time and attention
can wait.