As she lay there

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    As she lay there

    As she lay there next to me , unaware of my loving gaze , I reach my arm across her soft sleeping body , and tighten my loving embrace she instinctively grips my arm and although she is in the distant corners of her conscious I wonder I'd she can feel my love radiating from my very being. Does she feel safe and calm and know that no one loves her like me ? when she wakes, will she be happy amidst my arms ? Dose she feel me as she sleeps our love it is a feeling that's been there forever, and as I fade off with her , does she know I'm the happiest man alive because I get to lay with her every night , and share that aura of love ? And we are truly , first , last , and forever ...,,,,,
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    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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