Saturday, January 15, 2011

Morning Light

I woke this morning


Light caressing me


The sun had strewn its gold across with infinite clarity.


Slowly, gliding over me, touching me so lightly.

Hands full of gentle heat holding me possessively.


Tangled sheets and naked skin take on a golden flush.


Slowly coming alive awakening in the heats increasing touch.


Tender heat increasing all but left consuming,


Radiating around me intense warmth completely filling.

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