The honeymoon season lingers..
Her hair rest on my arm..
Head upon my chest..
I, await her awakening..
Gentle kiss on her forehead..
as I slide my hand down to her waist..
Pulling her closer..
Flowers, I smell..
Her arms around me..
I whisper - I love you..
She mumbles..
I close my eyes.. drifting bak asleep..
as she awakes.. and kisses me till I wake..
that smile... is priceless..
Without her, I'd be nowhere..
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