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MORNING TOGETHER
Expanses of cool smooth
just-washed skin
touch
and slide together.
I remember
Slipping between the clean fresh sheets of my childhood bed.
Skipping outdoors on the first day of spring,
coatless for the first time since November.
Crunching into a crisp unbruised apple with a tart sweet taste
throughout its juicy interior.
Holding a young puppy in my arms as it squirms and kicks
in its eagerness to lick my face
with its small rough tongue.
The fever and perspiration of the night
have been rinsed away
with the scented white lather
of dawn.
Beth White
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