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Baby's Breath

Against my heart your head,
heavy with sleep, gently nods.
Cheeks, blushed pink,
caressed with dainty lashes.
Cherub lips parted, warm
with tender milk-sweet breath.
 
The sun grows stronger,
distant noises hurry to far away deadlines,
but in this chair,
Mother Earth turns gently.
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