I can smell the coffee aroma.
You lie there with your eyes still closed.
The blue sky is peaking through the window curtain as if to whisper it is time to get up.
You are beautiful when you are fully dressed and ready to go. But this beauty defies all other. When you are just awakening, still in a snuggle mode. It is this moment that I love you with my soul. I can only have this moment on a weekend morn. I eagerly wait for this moment all week. It may be the only secret I keep from you.
A drop of sweat beads up on my brow letting me know it is going to be hot today.
Tomorrow morn will be different, you will arise early, gird yourself with the swords of the day to defend yourself from the dragons that wait to throw their flames, and swoosh their tales to take you down.
That's why the weekend morn is so special.. so tender.. so beautiful. I smile each time I can capture a weekend morn moment with you. It is what I live for..
L. Riggi copywrite 2007
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-04-25 13:26:51
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