Dawn
Early, I woke before the dawn
and lay there, naked, wishing
you were here with me
draped in cool white sheet
fallen away as you
tossed and turned in the night
alluring in your slumber -
unaware you tempted as you slept -
I'd let my hand follow
the contours of your lovely frame,
were you here -
to wake you in that way you love -
cause a sleepy smile upon your face -
a heated rush to flush your skin
in the cool quiet of the room
make these the sweetest
moments of our day
awaiting patiently
your yawning feline stretch
then, the sultry dawning of your gaze








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Cool sheets on the naked skin, a light morning breeze from the window, soft and sensuous caresses... sound great!
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