- Black Love -
Morning glory
The body is blunt
Thinking of you
before I awake
Stretching my body
Eyes are closed
Can feel your scent
Gently open my eyes
Feel your aroma
The taste on my lips
As a soft kiss
Your scent fills the room
Thought of you,
makes me awake
You are perfect
Heats my body
Embracing you
Tasting you ... gently
A moment of pleasure
Without cream
Without sugar
Black morning coffee
09.06.2013
Copyright © Anne-Lise Andresen | Year Posted 2013
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