Good Morning
Each morning I wake in my cocoon
I reach and stretch to touch you
Just for the assurance that you're still here
And put aside my deepest fears
It's storming
I brush my fingers o'er your skin
Breathing deep to take you in
Your honeysuckle fills the air
Intoxicating nectar
Good morning
J. W. Boswell
Copyright 2015
I reach and stretch to touch you
Just for the assurance that you're still here
And put aside my deepest fears
It's storming
I brush my fingers o'er your skin
Breathing deep to take you in
Your honeysuckle fills the air
Intoxicating nectar
Good morning
J. W. Boswell
Copyright 2015
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