‘’my windows spurt open
and sway the soft curtains
aside to let the sun peek through
the breeze that sneaks into my
bedroom showers me with
its sweet whispers; slipping off my
silky nightgown for its gaze
i shiver in this newfound
nakedness yet i am comforted
by the soft lips on my neck
the breeze rides
along my thighs and up my chest
until it reaches my face;
darting itself out to catch
the lips it has been searching for
i welcome him
like how i do
every morning.’’
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 11:35 AM UTC
‘’my windows spurt open
and sway the soft curtains
aside to let the sun peek through
the breeze that sneaks into my
bedroom showers me with
its sweet whispers; slipping off my
silky nightgown for its gaze
i shiver in this newfound
nakedness yet i am comforted
by the soft lips on my neck
the breeze rides
along my thighs and up my chest
until it reaches my face;
darting itself out to catch
the lips it has been searching for
i welcome him
like how i do
every morning.’’
this is about my lover.
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