Awakened by the sound of birds
Through the curtains, dawn comes creeping
Wrapped around the sheets
Half asleep, a body around me
A hand guides me to warmth
I feel your heart beat faster and harder
It awakens my desire
Between silence and satisfaction
Words turn to breath and moans
Sigh, smile and then a soft voice whispering ‘’Good Morning’’
GOOD MOANING
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