Sex in the morning.
We hardly ever get to sleep.
With your entrapping hair flowing
All around me.
You can't help but be captivating.
You smile away the sudden pains.
The ones that all of the smoke can't reach.
And when you lay on top of me
I journey off into the breach.
Good morning beautiful.
I know you're tired
We've had a long night.
I'm done embracing the dark side of love
You can't be Yami.
No.
You are the purest lunar light.
And we
Have a habit of listening to the birds chirp
That's when we know we've fucked up
That's when we know that the sun is up
That's when we know that it's past 5 am
That's when we put each other's bodies to work.
Sex in the morning.
Long nights.
Longer days.
We can't even role-play
We do it all anyway
And when we wake up
I bake up. You drink up.
We sync up.
Lost hair tie.
No makeup.
Take me back
To the point where we first undressed
Where we first unstressed
When the bed was unmessed
When our lust was yet still untested.