Of Whispers and Sighs
The perfect good morning
Of Whispers and Sighs A soft breathless sigh As the sun triumphs In its chase against the moon. Your body slips in Next to mine Whisper soft kisses Hello Gentle sweet smelling velvet O’er my lips A Rose Leisurely descent Thru the valley ‘tween My breasts Slipping lower With velvet tip Softly sloped curve My stomach Your eyes look up, Searching mine, Finding, Good morning, I sigh