Morning love
Tousled heads we hug
As alluring and beautiful
As a formal event
In coat and tie silk gown
Two hours of makeup
More even.
You in that negligée
Me au natural,
No airs put on when
Squintilly gazing at the bright break of morning with
Pillow marked cheeks
And hair awry. I think you are the picture in the morn of
Pure beauty and desire.
That kiss is our first one.
Today.
Let me wake you
With kisses
All over.