Perfect
After your morning run
I watched as you
Came into the house
After being caught
In a morning rain
I couldn’t help but notice
When you walked in
That the outline
Of your summer dress
Clung to you
Like a second skin
Drenched to the bone
You threw yourself into me
Sharing the dampness
Of a summer’s morning
That was happily dripping
From your face and breasts
As you soaked me
In the sparkling wetness
You completely ruined
My suit and tie
Still…
I couldn’t help thinking
What a beautiful way
That this was
To start my day
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