Sunday, February 7, 2010

morning coffee

i awoke high
endorphinated on
spicy food and sex
jazz music creating a mood
it must be morning

my lower body
a distance of
about two feet from her
i smile

near to the floor
i sit back on the bed
my right leg
touching her right leg
i contemplate

early sun light
begins to brighten the room
thoughts of touching her
again i smile

she looks so sexy sleeping
her sweet fragrance fused
with fornicated air
i grow desirous

i get up out of bed
walk to the kitchen
craving oatmeal and strawberries