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By briana kassia Date: 2007 Sep 09 Comment on this Work [[2007.09.09.21.40.20359]] |
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waking in the morning to kiss your stubbly face to stretch and scratch my skin alive with the sensations of your closeness ineffable nearness too long apart you smell good like happy cat and sleep (sunbeams even in the crispness of an autumn arising) your kisses tastes good like cream of wheat and honey a cup of creamy sweet coffee (early morning comfort food) your hands are warm stroking caressing asking over the soft curves of my still dreaming welcoming the questions beyond words (the answer is always yes, lover...) |