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A faint stirring of thrushes and tanagers
as they shake off night's cloak
Dawn dusting the windowsill with possibility
He rouses and reaches for her warmth
Her quiet rhythm familiar
the essence of home
Soft, yielding under his touch
she melts into his very centre
Boundaries blurring into blissful oneness
Sting of tears sweeten his reverie
He lets them flow
bathing her in his devotion
She is his prayer
She is the easing of his heart
She finds her place in the hollow of his arm
A tear drops and mingles with her own
All past sorrows and disappointments released
They are home
