Drowsy Saturday mornings
soft sunlight filtering through the blinds
as I kiss you awake
My smile widening
as your breath becomes a whisper
completing the lull
of daybreak
So this is what an angel tastes like.
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Author:
Nicole Brant (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Comments4
Wow! What a way to be awakened. Beautiful!
Beautiful write
Nicole, this extraordinary poem describes exactly and beautifully how I feel most mornings. Seriously, no kidding! That first good morning kiss, warm sleepy head and all, is the best kiss of the day! A favorite poem for sure!
Thank you so much everyone
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