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By nicky_heart
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05/11/2023 08:56:47
The sun is coming up this morning, my precious wife Rosine. As I watch its light spread over the quiet of the morning, I wonder where you were when the sun came up for you. Did it shine through your window on your dark hair as you lay sleeping? Did it warm you with it’s touch and cover you with the soft pink rays of the first light? If only I could be the sun for just one morning I would find you and cover you with the warmth of my love and the softness of my touch....
Robert
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