6:18 Misses you


We made love slowly, in the dark hollow hour before sunrise, and afterwards, I slipped into my robe and quietly went downstairs to make morning coffee. I was drowsy from our lovemaking. All I wanted was to make a pot of coffee and take it upstairs to our bedroom and make love to her all morning...

Todd Clay Stuart

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