Morning Breath
A Poetry Diary - 11/16/21

I want to keep you here,
close in my arms...
Feeling the autumn breeze
and your breath
on my skin.
The crisp fall air this Sunday
morning with the smell
Of your coconut shampoo
and your morning breath
bathe my skin.
Your long hair spread around
your face and you moan
With a grace before your hand
slaps me in the face --
but I don't care.
This one moment this early
morning -- is one I want
to repeat: forever && ever
I have no other care.
I can't wait until you open
your eyes so I can kiss
Your forehead and ask how
you slept.
You open your eyes && tell me
that my breath stinks.
I smile back at you and say,
"So does yours, Morning Breath."
-Lar
11/16/21
About the Creator
Laurel Lynn Humble
I aspire to capture & express the
Beauty && Love surrounding me.
Writer. Thinker. Poet.
#chooselovealways
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By Cory Wright-Maley5 days ago in Humans

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