3 result(s) for Sunday Morning Poems About Being In Bed With You.
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Cozy Fortress
Beneath the quilt, a haven spun,
Where morning light and dreams are one,
Soft whispers dance like gentle rain,
In this warm world, we’ll stay, sustain.
Your laughter lingers, sweet and near,
With every kiss, I hold you dear,
The sun peeks in, a golden thread,
But here we are, just you and me in bed.
A fortress woven of comfort tight,
Shielding us from the day’s first light,
Wrapped in warmth, our hearts take flight,
In this cocoon, all feels so right.
Embrace of Dawn
In morning light, the world stands still,
Wrapped in your warmth, a tender thrill.
The sun creeps in, but shadows play,
In this soft haven where we wish to stay.
Your whispers dance like soft-spun silk,
The silence hums, our hearts in sync—
Each second drips, a honeyed grace,
Time loses meaning in this sacred space.
With every touch, the day ignites,
Sunday dreams in gentle flights.
Here in our nest, where love's so true,
I find my heaven, being in bed with you.
Sunday Bliss
Lazy moments stretch like golden beams,
Drifting in blissful time, lost in dreams.
Soft whispers float between the sheets,
In your embrace, my heart skips beats.
Morning light dances through the pane,
A gentle warmth, like a soft refrain.
Beneath the covers, where worries cease,
In this haven, I find my peace.
Sundays linger, no rush, no plan,
Just the slow rhythm of a loving span.
Wrapped in your presence, I wish to stay,
In this simple joy, let us fade away.
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