Your Good Mornings

I like the mornings and how the cool breeze rushes in.
I like how it caresses me and makes me think of you.
I like how that it’s quiet and I’m deep in my thoughts.
I’m thinking of your warm hands
Soft cheeks.
The day calls me and I’m lulled into it.
I look longingly at the reminisce of the morning.
Peek myself off my bed and begin.

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