I awake in the early hours
birds singing
enjoying their feast
my hands exploring your body
Naked flesh on my fingertips
perfectly dreaming
about your touch
ever abandoned
Sleepy slumber dreaming of you
in loving embrace
interrupted dreams
with morning brew
These are the moments
I look forward to
Until the day you search for
my naked body on your fingertips
- Author: Alta H Mabin (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 14th, 2019 11:25
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 39
Comments4
Coffee certainly does something for you gal. What are you taking with it whilst he's away?
Oh, yes everything starts with that dark roast.
I'm on me way there! lol.
Yeaaaah!
Coffee certainly does something for you gal. What are you taking with it whilst he's away?
That morning brew is what gets us going for the day. Colombian for me please.
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