I Love The Smell Of Maggie In The Morning Poem by Red O'Mara

I Love The Smell Of Maggie In The Morning

Rating: 4.1


To wake with you each morning,
Such a pleasant thought that is.
Waking on a winter's day,
for winter becomes the bedroom,
waking with you beside me in your bed,
my arms embracing you
gently from behind.
Your body warming mine.
Your hair against my cheek.
Your fragrance in my breath.
The taste of you still on my lips.
And last night's memory of you
stirring in my groin.
You wake and, smiling sleepily,
turn into me and peck softly at my mouth,
with merest touch of tongue,
for ours are morning breaths.
Then, fondling with your eyes in bed,
and touching a finger to my cheek,
you bite your bottom lip
and barely, ever so slightly,
shake your head.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ruby Honeytip 24 December 2012

That woman has got it good: ^) Love your work Red. It occurred to me that I read your poems alot, but I haven't left a comment on them all. So just letting you know......Ruby was here and loved it!

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Stevie Taite 25 November 2012

Oh that bottom lip! Good one!

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Melbourne Australia
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