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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