Thursday, 26 December 2013

Grains of morning - white - quietly sneak in through the gap in the curtains - until they reach a tipping point, then they fairly seethe - the room begins to re-emerge - mirror, bed, blouse on back of door, and you sleeping by my side.


F. E. Clark

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