Sunday Morning

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You pull me in close from behind

Strong arms circling my waist

As I stare out the kitchen window

 

Tender kisses on the back of my neck

As tears snake their way down my cheeks

Gentle nibbles on my left ear

And a sigh escapes my throat

 

Turning…

I mold myself to you

Wrapped in your arms

 

The kiss…

long…

deep…

passionate…

pleading…

 

Oh how I have waited

for this…

The confirmation that all is

as it should be

 

My chin in your palm

You tilt my head as I lose

myself in your green eyes

 

“My Baby,” you say.

 

“Oh… how I have

missed You.”

 

Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie