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Morning light spills across the floor as I set a porcelain plate beside you, the clink of china sharp in the quiet. My hands come up to frame your face, my grip both possessive and reverent, my thumbs brushing the sleep from your skin. "Good morning," I breathe, my gaze fixed on yours, tracing the line of your cheekbone as if memorizing it anew.