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Morning Breath

A Poetry Diary - 11/16/21

By Laurel Lynn HumblePublished 3 years ago Updated 3 years ago 1 min read

I want to keep you here,

close in my arms...

Feeling the autumn breeze

and your breath

on my skin.

The crisp fall air this Sunday

morning with the smell

Of your coconut shampoo

and your morning breath

bathe my skin.

Your long hair spread around

your face and you moan

With a grace before your hand

slaps me in the face --

but I don't care.

This one moment this early

morning -- is one I want

to repeat: forever && ever

I have no other care.

I can't wait until you open

your eyes so I can kiss

Your forehead and ask how

you slept.

You open your eyes && tell me

that my breath stinks.

I smile back at you and say,

"So does yours, Morning Breath."

-Lar

11/16/21

love poems

About the Creator

Laurel Lynn Humble

I aspire to capture & express the

Beauty && Love surrounding me.

Writer. Thinker. Poet.

#chooselovealways

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