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Until Mornings

the soothe of a piano filtered thru the atmosphere
as I saw her caressing the stem
of a vintage glass of champagne
 
our eyes met  
a deepness drawing me in
kissing and exploring  
each others souls
even tho
we were standing  far apart
 
I felt the pitter patter
of a heart exploding
as her presence
nearly knocked me out
 
I watched her watching me
 
her hips gently swaying to the exotic notes
I took one big sip  
of her
another, then one more
knowing in the morning
I'd be at loss
for what was in-store
Written by JusTim_
Published | Edited 9th Jan 2023
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