'After you'
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Slivers of morning catch
In morning dew.
Sleep-encrusted eyes
Gaze up adoringly at you.
Your hair, a nest where I can
Make a home,
And your skin, I trace
Like a map that leads to Rome.
Slow and languid kisses
With the promise of something more,
I start the day with ethereal delight
That I have never known before.
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