Almost 5
My eyes open in a dark room
The clock is telling me 5 approaches
There to my right I see the outline
Of you
Hair draped across your sleeping face
Gently I pull my left arm from under the covers and brush your hair back
Exposing cheek and ear
My lips catch your cheek as I see your eyes flicker awake
Gently my lips brush your ear
You feel my hand start to knead the muscles in your left hamstring through your winter sleeping clothes
Then reach around between bed and quads to wake the front muscles up too
"Time to go" I whisper
As my hand now works your right leg. The other on your back
Reluctantly you arose yourself off for your morning workout
I slide over into the warmth you left as I hear you getting ready to leave
Breathing deeply your aroma
As I drift back to slumber
Now with dreams of coffee and your return
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