Delicate Trails

The warmth of your presence
Begins to swarm around me
I continue to lay, eyes closed
Awaiting my morning treat to be

You think I’m asleep, no movement
Breathing slow and soft, I pretend
No words are heard, mere silence
Only your footsteps as you ascend

My heart begins to flutter
Unable to control its pace
For it knows what it desires
Yes, the contact I’ll soon face

I feel you next to me
Hovering over my still body
Sensing your eyes undressing me
A hint of a smile, yet not gaudy

On my back I await, head turned
Freckled cheeks exposed
To the cool air, to you
Every morning the same pose

Lowering yourself down
Your breath is warm
Gently, your lips dance across my cheek
Leaving a sticky trail in its form

Waiting until you leave
Never opening my eyes
I then slowly turn my cheek
Adding to my collection, another prize

Brushing up against my pillow
Allowing your kiss to reside there
To thrive among all the others
Given to my cheeks when bare

Hundreds of these delicate treats
I cuddle close to me each night
Flooding my dreams with a promise
Of a sweet surrendered love to recite.

©LisaMarie2001

Delicate Trails

LisaMarie Miranda

Phoenix, United States

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Sweet endearments

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