Morning

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Her limey scent stirred my senses awake

She had brought me my morning cup of aromatic brewed coffee

My taste buds were tantalized to 
taste the bittersweet brew

A caressed kiss on my forehead staggers my eyes open

My fingers grip her waist wanting to pull her down and savour her tangy lips

But my fiery love escapes my intentions with giggle

A whiff of last night's bonfire wafted in as she opened the window

We both had sat huddled in one blanket listening to stories 

The heat that had build up,
sated only after a night of passion

As I lay on bed thinking about it,
she stood by the window taking in the cool air

It was yet another beautiful morning

A beautiful morning in the honeymoon cottage.

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