in the morning

in the morning

A Poem by m.s.early

I am in the morning again,
your hair pushed against.
It's scent relentless. Still with me.

Sleeping then seeing you,
having you, braced and forward.
Your hair hanging heavily on each breath of mine.

Your intoxicating air is sexy intriguing.
I am wanting and captivated.
Here. Once again.
In the morning.

© 2016 m.s.early

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Reviews, love, love your closing stanza! So briefly, beautifully expressed.

Posted 1 Year Ago

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This is stunning, sensual and so elegant. Starz

Posted 1 Year Ago

Well done, M..S. A true song of love. There are a couple of issues with punctuation, but nothing huge. As I said, there is love here. Good write.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Stanza two is effortlessly erotic, very tastefully done.

Posted 1 Year Ago

My coffee overflows this morning and I think I need a cigarette (I haven't smoked in over ten years) 49 views and I am the only comment?I know it's about personal preference... but I've always had great taste:) your work should be out there is worthy!!!!!

Posted 1 Year Ago

Using that magic again I see......

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on November 8, 2016
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