In The Mornings
Naked on Cashmere
Atticus Poetry
5.0 • 572 Ratings
🗓️ 16 January 2020
⏱️ 3 minutes
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| 0:00.0 | The |
| 0:07.0 | The Take a deep breath. |
| 0:33.0 | This moment is yours. |
| 0:39.3 | This is naked on Kashmir. In the mornings, she taught me French, and after breakfast she would paint and I would write. |
| 1:19.6 | And as the spring rain fell on the skylight, and the tea steamed from its mugs. |
| 1:34.4 | My heart hummed to the music of this dream we'd found. I was found. The The |
| 2:03.6 | The You know, |
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