By Meredith
Date: 2003 Aug 07
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Mornings

"Don't go"
I held him as tight as I could
while he kissed my neck
"You can come with me"
I giggled
knowing full well
the shower would then extend
beyond the time he had
"I can't"
He kicked off the covers
and pulled himself out of bed
allowing the air conditioned surroundings
to seep in
momentarily dislodging
the humid
smell
of sex.

These mornings
are the best kind.