Waking

Dawn’s first glow
began to lighten the curtains
bringing into soft-focus
her hair against the pillow.

Her head turned towards me
lips slightly parted
the tip of her tongue just visible
through the gap in her teeth.

Her eyes blinked open
staring into mine
the intimacy of her waking
alarmingly intense.

She turned her back to me
so I rose to make her coffee
I thought the silence was love
but she was already gone.

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