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Eyes are already opened, but tne mind is still somewhere between dream and reality. The light of the sun breaks through the window and wipes the rest of the sleep from my eyes. And then draws the picture of amount of wrinkled bed-sheets, it highlightes waves and flames on your back...
And I don't wanna move and let go this moment. So my pupils slowly follow every line on this circle. And then returns the dream, so smooth and unexpected that I don't even notice how I leave this sweet reality. And the next thing that I feel is your tender hand upon my belly and my fingers in your hair...
I want my every morning to be like that!