i love to watch you
in the pre-dawn hour,
your nakedness is your purest self-
delicately crossed legs, a blanket draped
over your hip,
your ******* inviting me
to come closer for a taste,
to fuel the desire  that waits inside,
longing to be set free
with a kiss, a touch, a tongue.
I don't know if it's my imagination, now,
but your scent wafts to me,
each part of you different -
your neck, your arms,
that spot just above your belly -
and the place below.
I long for you, my lover,
in that time stronger than most -
to connect our spirits in a single moment,
sharing the sweet ****** embrace
that lovers know,
and the release of the spirit
that revels in our morning ritual.