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Sleeping Beauty


Still, like an ivory sculpture
Beautiful, like a morning goddess
Peaceful, like resting birds
Soft, like autumn leaves on meadow grass


How could cross words ever leave these lips?
How could I ever have felt anything but enthralling happiness?


What’s the time?
I’m fixed on you
I’d warm my hand
But you’re already so beautiful
Just where you are

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