Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Morning luck?

Wake up blurry eyed warm body next to me. Shall I try my luck? Cold in the room warm undercover wondering hands. Shall I try my luck? It's as good a time as any or is it, as the alarm clock chimes. A little stir, a murmur. Shall I try my luck. A warm in brace a little small from from her beautiful mouth, squeezing my sides tightly. Shall I try my luck? Stroking her back down her spine, another smile. Shall I try my luck? Drifting back off in this full in brace not a care in the world. Do I care about luck?  Stroking my back eyes start to smile interest peaking. Is she trying her luck? Alarming starts ringing, birds are singing, kids storm in. Well out of luck!


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