morning prayer

Love,

fall softly over me

with your gossamer garment,  

in tender flowing folds

drape me in your light

that i may feel your gentle touch upon my skin

with every move i make, the brush

on belly, breast

reminding me of beauty

 

come caress these curves

in the sensual fabric of your love

be my sheer chiffon

that through your translucent

delicate embrace

they might see

 

Love,

adorn me through this day

and let me frequently recall

this moment when i took you from the hook

pulled you from my closet

and said yes

to wearing You

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