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by Nic East

Written For Eileen

I awake to her smile,

So soft and knowing,

Such luxury of being,

Alone with her and the morning.

I make the coffee,

And she makes muffins,

I pour and she serves,

The honey is sweet.

Together, we make the day,

Building with gesture,

Energy and deed,

A life harmonious.

We work in separate rooms,

Visiting frequently,

Answering calls,

Delighting in our union.

It is an art,

To live so intimately,

Savoring the moments,

Honoring each other.

She is my other half,

The lady completes me,

With her gentle hand,

And her knowing heart.


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