Morning Reflections

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I watched the light spill over your chest as I awoke.
My fingertips, of their own accord, moved to trace the path - so lightly - over your bronzed chest.

You stirred
I stilled
Even in slumber you are magnificent.

My ears listened to the even gentle breath that lightly lifted your heartbeat nearer to my cheek.
I heard the song as its twin in my chest echoed its tune.

Your melody
my harmony
A contented sigh escaped your lips.

Awakened by the gentle rain, its patter soothing and romantic,
I watched you sleep, my lips only inches from your own, my toes sliding along your calf.

You moved
I melted.
Shudders echoed through us both and again I was helpless.

Now, I have eased from the bed in which you still warm
and I sit on the porch and watch the rain knowing, 

without a doubt, 

that today,

You'll touch
I'll surrender.
I can resist you no more.

 
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