Morning Would...

...last a bit longer,

one would hope.

It was your warm hand that stirred me.

Your fingers slid across the valley of my back

and rested at the space between my buttocks.

I raised my head from my pillow

still half-submerged in a barely-remembered dream

and you leaned close to kiss me.

Your mouth unlocks my eyes.

I see your naked body slide against mine

and the sheets of the bed shy away.

We share the bed

and keep the cold away 

by ourselves.

A few more minutes

before work demands I go.

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by tobie