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TO THE COFFEE POT As I wake, my dreams slowly fading the scent of you lingers just enough to tease me. My feet hit the cold floor, slowly I make my way to the coffee pot, images of you fill my mind, and as I bring the kettle to a boil, I imagine wrapping my arms around you, kissing your neck and whispering "good morning beautiful" in your ear. A smile forms as I remember the things you said in the night, your voice so angelic, whispers my name followed by the words that make my heart swell every time they're spoken. "I love you." I've made my way back to the bedroom, I can still see the imprint left by your body, the sensations rush through my body, the peace I felt holding you in my arms so tight. Feeling your breath on my chest, the rhythm of your breathing is intoxicating. The alarm goes off and you start to fade away, my mind struggles, racing just to hold you there another moment, fighting to freeze time, wanting to take every detail of it in bit by bit forever. My eyes open and I realize it was all a dream, my feet touch the floor and I make my way to the coffee pot.
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