new beging
Within the dark came the breath and touch of my loves gentleness.
Within the dark came the thought of a new tomorrow begging.
Within the morning light awoke my loves inner beauty.
Within the morning light awake her eyes, the place I call home.
Within my eyes comes thoughts of a new reality.
Within my hands come the touch of a new begging.
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