by graypoet

I wake and lay there
Moving slowly at first
Already thinking of you
Like a morning thirst.

I know where you are
I can be there soon
You excite in your way
Like a childhood swoon.

I smell your scent
It frightens me not
I hear you gently purr
I let you get hot.

I finally reach for you
Eyes almost open to see
The desire to taste you
First cup of morning coffee.

coffee cup


One Comment to “Awakening”

  1. Smile-inducing! Fun!

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