Morning Beauty
Morning dew; your sweet lips are racing,
After this crescent just leave to sleep.
I give a kiss and felt the savory taste,
Your smile as a gift so amazingly felt.
I walk to the door to find a meal,
But you whisper a glorious hymn.
My heart inhaled your voice; responded
With a medley of laugh and words.
A minute after as I return; drawing a view
Of the glorious body in a loose dress.
I found myself before your embrace,
As your scented fragrance again rapes me.
A smile from you is sparkling easy,
Soothing every crowded pain inside me.
Prayer I send to God to keep you with me,
An honour and pride my morning beauty.
Copyright © Jett Franco | Year Posted 2012
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