Walking into the kitchen
you find me, naked
sipping coffee, smiling;
you return the smile, and
after looking me up and down
give a sleepy wave
in the early morning glow
and blow kisses to the one
who adores you.
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Author:
Fränz Müller (
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Comments4
es errineret mich an die gutes altes Gedächtnis, est ist sehr schön
Vielen Dank!
There’s a sweet intimacy here, finding love in the ordinary moments before the world wakes up.
A simple kitchen scene becomes a warm little portrait of affection, comfort, and quiet devotion.
Suggestive and sensual it turns warm and welcoming a lovely reassuring poem or relationship.
Fränz, this really warmed my heart. There's something so beautifully ordinary about this moment, and that's exactly what makes it special. Love doesn't always need grand gestures. Wonderful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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