Morning
Sleep retreats slowly
Her fingers trailing along my conscious mind
The soft farewell of a comfortable lover
Who brings me to places, to women
To feelings
That my waking hours could never hope to see
To feel
The memory of her soft breast
Her firm, willing thighs
her hungry lips
Fading from my desperate mind
As the gray morning light intrudes
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