Sunday, September 30, 2018

Sunday’s

The sun peeks in and the morning cool breeze envelops me, I admire him as he is spread out beside me. His strong lean chest, his soft lips and I can’t help myself but gaze in awe of what a beautiful sight he is. His eyes slowly open and the sun catches his magnificent form. He is devilishly handsome and I don’t think he is fully aware of it. He grabs for me and we just take in the simplicity of this beautiful morning. Sunday’s were made for this;
Luna Reign 
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