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Dreaming Her Awake

drinking his morning coffee
he inhales deep
her lingering scent
wondering why he can still
taste her whimper
on the tip of his tongue

he grips tight
the morning paper
intently gazing
into shades of gray
but the only thing
he sees are reflections
of midnight's silhouette
dancing across beams
of breaking dawn

then her feel
brushes through him
stroking wicked his stir
bringing him back
to that moment
where his lips possessed
silken wet
as his tongue plucked
rosebud rain
and he relives
each movement
and hears every
muffled sigh

spilling his coffee
he soaks his paper
but he doesn't even notice
as the warm liquid drips
on already fevered flesh
his eyes are closed
and he's lost
in yesterday's midnight
where silently
he dreams her awake

©LadyRaine