Tuesday, February 15, 2011

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.

by tobie


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