Passion In The Morn Tuesdays prompt: The Eroctic Everyday

I love you in the morning.
For you alone, I rise.
The heat of you
Sears my palms.
Your steamy curls
Brush my cheeks,
Tickling my nose,
Filling my senses
With the fragrance
Of you.
Oh, to part my lips
And taste your sweetness.
Your creamy warmth
Spreading through me,
Chasing away the gloom
of sleep

Oh, how I love you…
My coffee





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