Barbedwirebunny
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That time when the air is thick with sleepy sweetness. A kind of contentment you find only in the earliest hours of the day. The morning mist is cool on your cheek, caressing you through the open window. The arriving dawn brightens your skin in increments. There’s a sad smile on your face. It’s small and you’re lost in your thoughts, but it’s there. And there’s a kind of haunting beauty in your silence. In the melancholy that drapes you like a perfume. The quiet is comforting and the two of us are at peace. I know I’ll never know what goes on inside your head. Are you dreaming? Eyes open but mind elsewhere? Where do I exist in your mind? Do I exist at all? I watch the road and fall in love with being alive.
