i’m awaken by
the early morning bustle
still wrapped in the sheets
enamored by the scent of the love
we made
just hours ago
its a fly type of love
that I’m filled with
exuberance
euphoric flash backs
bring chills of gratification
missing you in the moments
i share you with the world
anxious to return to
an interval of selfishness
i lay idle
daydreaming of your touch
~aj.the.poet~
the early morning bustle
still wrapped in the sheets
enamored by the scent of the love
we made
just hours ago
its a fly type of love
that I’m filled with
exuberance
euphoric flash backs
bring chills of gratification
missing you in the moments
i share you with the world
anxious to return to
an interval of selfishness
i lay idle
daydreaming of your touch
~aj.the.poet~