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I Love Her

I remember me watching her hours in the mornings not ever waking her up, watching her blended in her sleep, her dreams, her colors, her smell.. she was art.

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Soossie

This is beautiful... I remember many times opening my eyes in my sleep, seeing my husband in bed laying his head on his hand, while watching me.... It was a beautiful feeling and made me smile in the middle of my sleep... My ex husband was an sculptor, since you talked about art.