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Jul 2015
Waking up with gentle touch of sunshine in my face
warm smell of coffee in the air that hugs tight in my waist
Hands that craves for your skin; so soft and smooth like lace
Sadly, only to find that you are not on your place

Went down to kitchen and finding you
wearing apron while holding a spoon
dancing, more like prancing, while singing in tune
I say, it's really a good view

Silently walk towards you; hearing your laughter
Like a menacing shadow following its master
Sniffed; touching my lips to your skin
Giggled; as you greet me good morning

You pushed me to table while preparing
"look made you breakfast" hear you saying
bread, eggs and bacon; hear my tummy crumbling
What's more to ask? all is in here I am loving

Juicy, crunchy, melting tastes
with coffee that fogs your glasses
smell of grass that wind breezes
then your dream suddenly lapses

Soon my love, this will be real
once ourselves and the church made deal
could not wait, you know how I feel
all I could do is keep dreaming 'til the seal
ArthurDKid
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ArthurDKid
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