Epiphany.

Mornings Like This.

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Naked under the sheets,
So close that we could hear each other's heart beats.
King sized bed, yet we lay, as if there's no space,
Lazily, yet lovingly, to each other we embrace.
Your arms wrapped around me,
My face covered in glee.
Legs tangled, and feeling as if on cloud nine,
I'm lucky to call him mine.
I think, as I look up to the ceiling,
'I'll never get used to this feeling'.
Turning around to him, staring at his face,
Every feature of his, I trace.
For long, I gazed at him,
His face brightens with every second, never dim.
Long lashes falling on his cheeks,
I swear I could gaze at him for weeks.
Pink plump lips, pouting when asleep,
Always safe, his smile I'll keep.
And slowly but steadily, he opens his eyes,
The feeling akin to watching the sun, rise.
His pouty lips fades into a toothy grin,
And slowly, he raises my chin.
Into his eyes I look, and he, in mine,
At this moment, I could be anything but fine.
He brings my face closer to his,
No words can describe how fascinating he is.
As his plump lips mold onto mine,
My cheeks turn into the colour of blush wine.
As I run my fingers through his hair,
He hugs me with love and care.
Like he wants me to know,
That he'll never let go.
Mornings like this, where I'd wake up next to you,
I'm impatient, I have days, very few.
-r.f.

Kinda mature but eh 😋
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