Morning!

Quilt was warm
Wrinkles on the sheet alive
Slippers along the bed
Were missing
He has disappeared
In a long stride.

The jug on the corner table
Was empty
Some spilled water
Taking the shape of
Beautiful droplets
Seems to chide.

Shower ran hot
And sun was shining bright
Her lazy acts
Were full of seduction
Alas there was none
Missing the pleasurable delight.

The morning has come
Once again so early
After the short
Peaceful night.

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