Your smell lingers in the air like the scent of heaven after you leave the room.
I long for the warmth of your touch and your strong embrace.
When I finally see you its as if you never left.
I close my eyes and feel you on my lips.
Taste you on my tongue.
And then I take you in my mouth.
All of you.
You fill it with a familiar comfort.
The taste of you explodes as you slide down my throat.
As you leave my mouth, I lick my lips.
I need every drop of you.
I crave our early morning affair as we sit together in the dim morning light.
You, and no other, make me feel alive.
It’s you coffee, that I could never live without.
I think I love you.
Hell yeah. Hell to the yeah.
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