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Morning Howell

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He rolled over and pushed back a strand of my hair with his soft, gentle fingers. Rays of sunlight came in through the windowpane and rested on his brown fringe, the curtains to his eyes. He looked at me with such a deep gaze as if we were speaking with our souls. It was so powerful, it felt like we shared each other's thoughts and feelings in that moment. I saw his past, pain, heartbreak and most importantly, his present, the love that he most certainly felt. He dragged his palm down my back and pulled me close to his chest and there we remained. I felt so safe with his body wrapped around me like armour. I was protected by his straps for arms that kept me close to his body like a seat belt.