Morning Love
coiled in each other’s sleep
you kiss my forehead
i kiss your forehead
your nose
your cheek
it’s dark
the sun creeps in
and we’re wrapped like presents for each other
in each other
arm, arm, leg, leg
tangled like satisfied shoelaces
knots of “i love you”s
in whispers and sighs
nuzzles and cuddles
you are my pleasure plight.
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