Waking to the gentle grimace of the daylight star.
It glistens through the curtain like a gentle fairy that listens.
A welcomed hiss from lungs that served their purpose.
The sound of a lover’s snore fills ears with a shivered kiss.
She stretches her arms to the sky, only to lean over to embrace a restless backside.
Wandering eyes once blinded by sleeping beauty’s lips.
Chastened with a soft kiss by words uttered in mere octaves.
Nicole Johnson 
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