I woke up this morning next to you
The Sun shinning thru the windows
a bright amber hue
A fire storm of beauty
The sunlight hits your hair
I just lay there watching
With hungry eyes I stare
You start to wake as butterflies dance
My heart is racing, you catch my glance
Caught in the act its in my eyes
breakfast in bed....what shear delight
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