Source:  Google Images

Source: Google Images

Sunday Morning

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
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