defenseless and unclothed,
and prays against the coming dawn.
He is warm and powerful against her,
and she can smell
his special sweat scent
all around her.
Please,
don't let it come,
she begs.
Let us stay in this haven,
this perfect perfection.
But dawn must come,
and so the day.
She must rise out of their nest
and go forth into the world,
and hope with everything she has
that he will still be there when she gets back.
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