Your weight settles on the bed
Giving gentle kisses in the din
Wrapping warmth around me
That you have to leave is a sin
Work can wait
Please don’t go
Let’s lay here
And wake up slow
Our morning ritual
Practiced, tried and true
Predawn embraces
Perfection crafted by you
Spoiled only by the fact
That I have to pee
After you tucked me in
So beautifully
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