Morning Company
A warm blanket- A gentle hand in a dark night, a friend during lovers' plight. Lie with me, not next to me. Ill bring safety in numbers of one, exchanged for the sun. Fall into me, breathless heaving heavy hums. I am love that covers.
A cup of coffee- Touch me gently, I surge through you with urgency. I'm the nostalgia in your bones with every trace of me I pour back into you. Kissed by flame and earthy song, I spill over my shame. Bold, strong, sultry alchemist—a perfect blend.
A sunrise- Dedicated and humbly I break in. Though rays unseen, and warmth unfelt, I show up daily giving life to those who never fully appreciate. I embrace the earth with the tenderness of a mother's hug. A reminder of rebirth, tangible.
Pen and Paper- Slow to fumble, i enter in with grace. Over the stillness of the room I trace. Always there by the crackling of the fireplace. Waiting to hold a hand, through pain and sorrow i ease in your fingertips.
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