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(I am woken up by her honey-sweet voice in the morning.) She:  Good morning honey! Me:  Good morning baby! (I yawn my mouth wide as I say that.) (She smiles & replies tauntingly as she pulls my ear lovingly.) She:  Seems you had a laborious night! Me:  Yeah, a really laborious one indeed. (Even I smile as I remember the last night; full of spice.) (Now she bends towards the side-table and fetches coffee.) She:  Hmmm... I've prepared coffee for you darling, you were asleep. Me:  Oh dear, should I say thanks or kiss you again!? (I move my body forward from the sheets craning my neck - the cutlery makes tinkling noise.) (She cackles and barely maintains her balance as she retracts herself.) She:  Seems you're still undone, my naughty boy! Me:  Ah! How truer could you be, kiss me again! (I offer my lips as I take the cup offered by her.) (She smiles and just gives a brief peck on my lips with hers.) She:  *Now we should get our day started, otherwise we'd get late.* Me:  *What did you just say!? We'd get laid? Oh I'd love to!* (I muster an apt piece of laughter for both of us.) (She looks even more angelic as she laughingly pulls both my ears & cheeks.) She:  Get out of the bed, you naughty boy! Me:  Aye-aye madam! And I'll be hungry soon after getting done with my morning duties. (I say greedily to invite another sweet smile from my angel-faced woman.) (She seems to be ready for that and says in a learned manner.) She:  So my dear hubby, what would you have for breakfast? Me:  I'd have you with cheese & salt, milk & sugar and lots of love! (I say that cheekily hoping to make her blush.) (She blushes and turns towards the kitchen, I follow to help her.)
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Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 4:59 AM UTC
She Asked Me What Would I Have For Breakfast
(I am woken up by her honey-sweet voice in the morning.) She:  Good morning honey! Me:  Good morning baby! (I yawn my mouth wide as I say that.) (She smiles & replies tauntingly as she pulls my ear lovingly.) She:  Seems you had a laborious night! Me:  Yeah, a really laborious one indeed. (Even I smile as I remember the last night; full of spice.) (Now she bends towards the side-table and fetches coffee.) She:  Hmmm... I've prepared coffee for you darling, you were asleep. Me:  Oh dear, should I say thanks or kiss you again!? (I move my body forward from the sheets craning my neck - the cutlery makes tinkling noise.) (She cackles and barely maintains her balance as she retracts herself.) She:  Seems you're still undone, my naughty boy! Me:  Ah! How truer could you be, kiss me again! (I offer my lips as I take the cup offered by her.) (She smiles and just gives a brief peck on my lips with hers.) She:  *Now we should get our day started, otherwise we'd get late.* Me:  *What did you just say!? We'd get laid? Oh I'd love to!* (I muster an apt piece of laughter for both of us.) (She looks even more angelic as she laughingly pulls both my ears & cheeks.) She:  Get out of the bed, you naughty boy! Me:  Aye-aye madam! And I'll be hungry soon after getting done with my morning duties. (I say greedily to invite another sweet smile from my angel-faced woman.) (She seems to be ready for that and says in a learned manner.) She:  So my dear hubby, what would you have for breakfast? Me:  I'd have you with cheese & salt, milk & sugar and lots of love! (I say that cheekily hoping to make her blush.) (She blushes and turns towards the kitchen, I follow to help her.)
A futuristic piece of poetry. My HP Poem #323 ©Atul Kaushal
Atul
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35/M/Indian
Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 4:59 AM UTC
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