The morning erotic love

I hate to wake up, I lie besides you.

My face in your hair, your stomach I care, you turn and a kiss we share,

Proximity is nil, breathing no air, with your leg you push the chair,

We’re going swift and hard, I don’t spare,  neither do you.

We face each other, bestow an intense stare, you play hard, you dare,

I play harder and you love it, I swear.

But honey my phones’ ringing , its morning, birds are singing,

Its springing, we’re wringing, to one another are we clinging,

you stitch a love bite, oh lord! its stinging,

Suddenly it hits and I realize, my meeting call was at eleven-thirty.

But I hate to go, you read my mind and hold me, you look at me,

The look I love, its sturdy and flirty and dirty.

Lazy me, I get up and hit the shower,

Even though, I’m late by an hour.

I feel your hands from behind screeching against my chest, with all power.

And I feel lazy again and I hate to go yet again.

You hold me tight, the floors’ wet,

So we slip a slight, my ears you bite, you're such a delight,

On floor we play and fight.

But I’m ready now, you prepare the tie for me

My associates are calling me, for the meeting I was remiss.

You make me wear the tie and offer me kiss,

Your kiss is such a bliss, haven’t left yet but already do I miss.

At the door am I, expecting a last kiss over again.

Which I do get,

And I hate to go yet again.

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