A slow morning

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</figure>Softly stirring from my sleep, feeling my toes and legs twitch With no agenda to keep, no road to hike or ride to hitch I lay on my warm sheets, running a naked finger Across my morning skin and feeling it linger. My cat came up to cuddle with me And we lay there in a furry muddle With blankets and sheets — in a cozy huddle.Warm, bl # Options issful, and unhurried She kept her face in mine buried. Through a parting in the curtain I saw a ray of sunlight peak in Reminding me what a joy it is… To be awake, alive, and to breathe We lay there longer — feeling fuzzy Her back spooned against me.We had nowhere to be, Nothing to do, or to see, But to feel this slow morning’s glee.</article></body>

A slow morning

Softly stirring from my sleep, feeling my toes and legs twitch With no agenda to keep, no road to hike or ride to hitch I lay on my warm sheets, running a naked finger Across my morning skin and feeling it linger. My cat came up to cuddle with me And we lay there in a furry muddle With blankets and sheets — in a cozy huddle.

Warm, blissful, and unhurried She kept her face in mine buried. Through a parting in the curtain I saw a ray of sunlight peak in Reminding me what a joy it is… To be awake, alive, and to breathe We lay there longer — feeling fuzzy Her back spooned against me.

We had nowhere to be, Nothing to do, or to see, But to feel this slow morning’s glee.