Unconditional Love
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The light shafts, hazy, illuminating
Watching under the hallway of perfect olive colored leaves
Two sitting on the rustic stone bench
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Her fingers, long, delicate
Gliding through his hair, like otters in water
Wise, yet plush lips, grazing his forehead with love
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His eyes, young, innocent
Smiling up into her flawless face without conditions
Safe, happy in the lap of his mother
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~Shana~
Spring 1999
