NEW-LOVE DAWN

                He woke to the sense of storm: thunder and low-roll tremors that struck in wave through chest as front drew near.  He woke her to the same: with storm that stirred, sent body into tremble; waves of sense that flashed her skies and left behind an after-peace—her still in his embrace—as soft rains fell on wetted world through new-love dawn.

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