Morning Cuddles and Me…

That wakeup call and still I am being in love with that connection, something close which doesn’t allow me to pull out that blanket which makes me fall for that sensual hug within, that aroma of me makes me move when I feel my touch. That tempting way to express my gestures, playing with those tingling fear of being crazy, insane side. And with that shine in the eyes my glow speaks refreshing my soul and filling my heart more with that sweet chilly love.

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