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clad only in flannel sheet her supple ***** partially exposed gave me pause as I gathered gear for the work day at hand in the delicate pre-dawn glow her pale skin seems a perfect hue both enticing and entrancing my eyes lingered ~ if only to be late or play sick options pass through my mind as her steady breathing and barely perceptible falling and return of her chest invoke a myriad of delights none of which involve going to work today ~ pulling shoestrings tight and buckling a leather belt I glance, once again, over my shoulder longingly gazing at a her sleeping body in the back of my mind I hear the tell-tale words of strength, “it is only a few hours…” ~ inaudible sigh slips my lips as I close the door her slumbering undisturbed my heart full of love I am ready for another work day /
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 12:23 PM UTC
Almost every Morning
clad only in flannel sheet her supple ***** partially exposed gave me pause as I gathered gear for the work day at hand in the delicate pre-dawn glow her pale skin seems a perfect hue both enticing and entrancing my eyes lingered ~ if only to be late or play sick options pass through my mind as her steady breathing and barely perceptible falling and return of her chest invoke a myriad of delights none of which involve going to work today ~ pulling shoestrings tight and buckling a leather belt I glance, once again, over my shoulder longingly gazing at a her sleeping body in the back of my mind I hear the tell-tale words of strength, “it is only a few hours…” ~ inaudible sigh slips my lips as I close the door her slumbering undisturbed my heart full of love I am ready for another work day /
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 12:23 PM UTC
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