by Marie Summers
Wednesday, October 09, 2002
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As she watched the day fall away,
And the daffodils become only silhouettes
She held his warm body close to hers
Feeling his heartbeat in rhythm with the night.
Her thoughts became his breath,
Rising and falling through their dreams.
Within his sweet slumber
She knew he was everything
© 2002, Marie Summers