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Friday, February 5, 2016

I love waking up next to you

The warmth of your skin, 
your body next to mine, our souls intertwined,
still slightly inebriated on last night's red wine,
I love waking up next to you.

I count the goosebumps on your arms, 
with all your mischief and charms,
I forget all my inhibitions and disarm, 
as I lay by your side, watching you sleep, 
your hands holding mine, 
I love waking up next to you.

The winter nights are long and cold,
I lose my breath as I behold,
the beauty and grace which you possess, 
I must confess, 
makes me fall for you ever more. 
I love waking up next to you.

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