Mistress of the Morning

Mistress of my Morning

i take my time to wake

and this

you may not realize

because you crave your sleep

but a hand draped across your naked breast

a leg just grazing your thigh

they are all my pleasure

and placed on purpose

my last claim of you

before I set out into my day

i hope they leave the heat

of my passion

on your skin long enough

so that you don’t forget my tongue and touch

you are my mistress of the morning

and it is a struggle to escape your warmth

but i am comforted

knowing

soon you will be once again naked

near me

craving my skin on yours

dreaming together

wrapped in soft blankets

and

one another

7 October 2019

Thomas Aiden