minette irsay - C'est Ca

Breathing close
One eye open
He's there with me
Still, but alert

Butterfly kisses
Random fingers
Finding that which makes him stir

Turn over cher
Stretch and waken
Join me in a celebration

Of the sun
And singing birds
And morning breezes

All awash on sleep warmed flesh

minette irsay

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