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LADY IN THE MORNING

 

 

Waking in the morning, I feel the wonder of my sweetheart near,

Faint light, her hair a soft glimmering sight, on her left shoulder I kiss her softly, whisper "I love you, my dear!",

Smiling softly, she murmurs in sleepy joy, and I leave our bed, gazing fondly on her curving rear,

To the curtains, open just enough to throw radiance on sleeping Leah, her beauty makes love so clear,

Smiling, she holds arm out, her eyes not tired but proclaiming with silent shout, how much she wants me near,

Like man in chains of softest cotton made steel, to that lady my thoughts a path most welcome makes me steer,

As close I come, her hand I take, and with kisses soft on palm, to her eyes of joy my tenderness brings a tear,

The rose of her cheek, my lips in caring seek, and with soft homage to my dove, in heart love warmly sears,

My head Leah's hand roams and pulls to make our mouths join, why does this simple act make my world spin and veer?

Removing sheet, my bonnie her charms reveal, and both feel the rising of desire as the path of our love smoothly changes gear,

Her arms my body tightly folds, but for this her I do not scold, rather her I squeeze and tell Leah she is precious, rare,

Lying side by side, I can feel her proud breasts into my chest press, and hear her joy as sensuous touch roams roseate crest bare,

With sighs escaping entwined lips, the feel of lover's tongue arouses flesh and her eyes issue a challenge, a dare!

Rolling does she not flaunt her female power, and sets my fingers to her secret bower? Around the petals of my love, in gasps of heat to tell Leah's bliss, I cup, enfold and enter that woman's flower,

While my hands twixt hips now bring long moans, upon her aureole I now feast, my lady's needs in mind and mouth flow and tower,

She whispers as she curls up and kisses my ear, "No more!", she needs me in her very core!

And so with lingering kiss, a stare into her soul, my body gently enters through moist, female door,

Then, no more are thoughts existent, just one melting joy, the slow, deep rhythm soars... .

At last, with one blessed meeting, our souls into each other greeting, in ecstasy we know each other, and nothing more ....

 



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