He caresses every curve
with a look
he wont have to touch her
to send chills down her spine
simply watch
almost contentedly
she pretends she doesn't see him
undressing every peice she puts on
in the muted morning glow
he's still heavy in the bed
while she brushes her hair
he smiles slightly
thinking of brushing it off her shoulder
to replace with his lips
beauty blushes
because she knows
bends over too seductively
to strap on his favorite heels
he could take her now
if she didn't have to go
so he just watches, making
slow love in the mirror
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