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May 2015
waking up
enveloped by your
warm breathing body,
cocooned in this
warm cosy bed;
with hazy late-night dreams
filtered by the morning rays

smoke in our hair and
memories in our eyes,
goodmorning kisses and a
reluctance to break this
embrace
you, me, us, this -
the perfect *morning fix.
Waking up in a palace without the prince.
(Come back to me)
sanch kay
Written by
sanch kay  Hogwarts
(Hogwarts)   
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