poetry
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Aching for her sun between the sheets of morning – dreaming night will end Between the Lines © 2026
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Like the sunrise choosing the sea, the thought that lingers beneath your skin, the name your heart whispers before your lips ever do – I too, long to be chosen, again and again Between the Lines © 2026
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Waking up to me wishing you were my blanket, my morning coffee Between the Lines © 2026
Between the Lines 