You look the same as you did
yesterday when I woke before you
and had to still my thoughts
before I could see the rise and fall
of your twice covered chest
and had to hold my breath
before I could make out yours
coming ... and going
and as long as I leave you
undisturbed I can still imagine
you are snug beside me, shrouded
beneath your drawn up sheet
© 2013 Slush Poet
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