Morning
Sun
Slivers
Embark
Linen
Draped
At
Feet
Innocent
Torso
Lay
Bare
Moving
Close
Closer
Still
Warmth
Humidity
Debussy
Wafts
Above
Us
Fingers
Alight
Lips
Chins
Eyes
This
Is
Our
Morning
Song
Morning
Sun
Slivers
Embark
Linen
Draped
At
Feet
Innocent
Torso
Lay
Bare
Moving
Close
Closer
Still
Warmth
Humidity
Debussy
Wafts
Above
Us
Fingers
Alight
Lips
Chins
Eyes
This
Is
Our
Morning
Song
Telling
Story
Lives
Long
Ago
Recalling
Times
Forgotten
‘Til
Now
Tonight
We are
Memory
Chasers
Laying
Amidst
Dancing
Candlelight
We’ve
Found
Each
Other
Once
Again
In
This
Sea
Of
Time
Harvest
Moon
Peeked
Through
Blinds
Winking
Cool
Night
Ignited
Gooseflesh
Linen
Drawn
To
Throats
Cuddling
For
Warmth
Kisses
Came
Ashore
Backs
Shoulders
Lips
Fingers
Doubled
Hands
Held
Close
Closer
Still
Moving
Piano
Alighting
Ears
This
Magical
Night
Now
Ours
The
Moment
It
Took
To
Read
This
Is now
Gone
Like so
Many
Others
So
Choose
Wisely
How
To
Spend
And
Cherish
Each
Early
Morning
Moon
Glow
Low
Clouds
Pass
Sunlight
Slithers
Through
Leafy
Trees
Green
Is
Greener
As
We
Drowsily
Lay
Arms
Caress
Arms
Hands
Hold
Explore
Uneven
Terrain
Kisses
Float
From
Above
Piano
Sounds
Hover
Coffee
Warms
Stillness
Softness
Silliness
Blissness
This
Day
Starts