Saturday Morning, Coffee With You

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Early Morning Coffee

We casually drift from sensuality
to laughter. With so much
to say, we speak
over each other.
I close my eyes, captivated
while you tell me
a story.

As I listen to you
from my vantage point
on the loveseat,
curled up under my blanket,
we bridge the space
between us.

Your warm words
wash over me
like a spindrift of love.

Your voice,
my only caress.

© Erin Hilder

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About ninian-poetree

I live in a sitcom. No seriously. I share a century home with an Englishman and a cat named Sophie. Not living with us are my three sons and a step-daughter who visits every other year or so. I'm a mum, a writer, a teacher and an MUFC fanatic.

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