Sunday, May 17, 2009
In the Morning
"Wake up, love..." came the soft whisper from my lover this morning. I had awoken twice before in the morning light, and fallen back asleep to fantastical dreams and my lover's warm body. It was quarter to eleven when her voice pulled me from the depths. Nothing could compare to the moment of opening my eyes this morning. It was bliss.
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