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Cold Coffee
Woke up
Rolled over
Nude
Laying flat
On my back.
Heard her
In the kitchen
Smell of fresh coffee.
As I lay in her bed
Morning sun
Peeking
Into her bedroom
I thought
About last night.
Her hands
Caressing my body.
Her mouth,
Tasted
Wonderful.
Her soft lips
Against mine.
Her tongue
Entwined
With mine.
Her body
Warm,
Beneath me.
Memories
Arousing
Me.
My hand
Slowly
Stoking.
Remembering.
On the verge.
She
Unclothed
In the doorway
Two cups of coffee
Steaming.
Coffee
On the nightstand.
Kissed me
Swung
Her leg
Over me.
Smiled
Grinned
Laughed
and
Settled
Down
On to me.
And
Rocked
Gently.
Later
We
Shared
Cold
Coffee.
Rolled over
Nude
Laying flat
On my back.
Heard her
In the kitchen
Smell of fresh coffee.
As I lay in her bed
Morning sun
Peeking
Into her bedroom
I thought
About last night.
Her hands
Caressing my body.
Her mouth,
Tasted
Wonderful.
Her soft lips
Against mine.
Her tongue
Entwined
With mine.
Her body
Warm,
Beneath me.
Memories
Arousing
Me.
My hand
Slowly
Stoking.
Remembering.
On the verge.
She
Unclothed
In the doorway
Two cups of coffee
Steaming.
Coffee
On the nightstand.
Kissed me
Swung
Her leg
Over me.
Smiled
Grinned
Laughed
and
Settled
Down
On to me.
And
Rocked
Gently.
Later
We
Shared
Cold
Coffee.
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