Mornings

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I roll over and his face
is what greets my morning.

I lay on my side and watch him sleep.
I can’t help myself, I run the back of
my hand against his bearded face.
I trace his lips with my finger tips,
he tries to bite them but I pull
them away before he can.

He opens his sleepy eyes and says
morning beautiful.

This is how my morning starts.
Its better then coffee!

Kimber Michaela 2012

This entry was posted in Writing.

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