it's a gray day
I wake in utter pitch
Your warmth soothes
My next moment
as the sweetness
Of your breath
Floats across my chin
To tickle my nose
With all the care
And subtlety I can muster
I slip from
Under your aura
Becoming a wraith
In the black
I draw a tear
Into the void
Allowing an incandescent smoke
to pierce the room
A lump crushes my throat
As breath and heart stop
And a jewel from my soul
Journeys to my chin
Grey light is blushed
With bronze
The rise and fall of life
Observed in meticulous detail
Your hair, a lovers embrace
About a face
I have only ever dreamt
The pout of your lips
To the cleft of your chin
Grace of neck
To swell of breast
Down warmth conceals
The beauty of your hips
And the sensuality of your legs
My eyes close
But for a moment... dreaming
It's a gray day
I wake
Falling in love
Just watching you sleep.
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