Days
As I awake in this mornings hour,
Looking at you sleep makes me feel I have no power,
Your beautiful lips a soft rosy red,
Brings such lingering feelings right to my head,
As I wish there was a we could stay all day in bed,
and when you slowly open your eyes,
Much to my surprise,
I am not the only one who feels this way,
as you look at me in such a loving way holding me tight,
And instead of staying in bed all day,
We go our separate ways,
Till we meet back up at home at the end of the day.
Copyright © Jane Kostman | Year Posted 2013
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