Sometimes in the early morning, things just come to you...
In the cold of the morning in the cocoon of our bed
you snuggle closer, seeking my heat and my presence
And I draw you to me, into my embrace, holding you tightly
your sigh is comfort, a whisper to my heart
I know you are happy, and I know you feel safe
I fight my desire to take you, possess you as you sleep
your lithe body, close to me and I draw your scent into my lungs;
the remnants of the lime cologne you wear to please me.
I whisper your name and you stir; attuned my voice
your slim hand moves across my forearm and I smile
you sleep clothed in nothing for my ease
I love the touch of your warm skin against my own
and you feel my desire, because you lean into me
yet you slumber; and I watch, but I am tired
So with my lips on your sweet neck, I too, sleep
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