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a moody moment of jazzThere are moments of perfect luxurythat no one can take away. I love the soft quiet dreamy feeling when I watch you sleep in the twilight. I love to hear the gentle music wrap around us like satin envelopes of night. It's a slow moment as the sun eases into the horizon and your breath catches and my eyes glide along your lips. How could I ask for more when I trace the curve your dress follows along your thigh? I know it's a simple thing to say, but you are so beautiful when you sleep. Your careless hair, your soft skin, your fragility. It's this feeling I have, when I sit quietly beside you, this tender feeling of peace, of trust, of affectionate calm, and I know I love you. (C) 5/29/01 Tom Brinck ACCESSIBILITY FEATURES / SITEMAP / CONTACT |
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