i wake up slowly in the morning
when you’re with me in the bed
as i open up my eyes and let
the dreams escape my head
wrapping lazy legs around you
planting kisses on your face
you begin to press against me
in response to my embrace
the coolness of the night
no longer lingers on my skin
as the passion of the morning
heats the state of love we’re in
your sleepy arms surround me
and there’s nothing left to do
but to love you and to love you
’til i’m full of loving you
the morning pulls the sun up
slowly drying all the dew
but i lay here wet and happy
’cause i’m full of loving you
(written to my second husband…obviously early in the marriage.)
copyright 1990 Rhonda Lee Richoux
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