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Foundation
Once again my panicking moment is
Without foundation as I realise your beside me
Still, drifted apart as we slept, even though we
Said goodnight wrapped in each other.
The nights joy returns, remembering why I'm naked
The house to ourselves is rare and welcoming indeed.
I press myself into your back, my hand reaching over
slowly burrowing into chest hair, cuddling you close,
the smell of dried sweat lingers as a reminder as the smell
of sex evaporated hours ago.
A perfect moment remembered before the mornings lovemaking
Begins
A perfect moment with you.
Without foundation as I realise your beside me
Still, drifted apart as we slept, even though we
Said goodnight wrapped in each other.
The nights joy returns, remembering why I'm naked
The house to ourselves is rare and welcoming indeed.
I press myself into your back, my hand reaching over
slowly burrowing into chest hair, cuddling you close,
the smell of dried sweat lingers as a reminder as the smell
of sex evaporated hours ago.
A perfect moment remembered before the mornings lovemaking
Begins
A perfect moment with you.
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