An ode to Joe
In the morning when I wake up you are the first thought that crosses my groggy barely functioning mind. With your ever so gentle nudge your infatuating scent fills my room and some how manages to pull me from the confines of my warm comfortable bed and prepares me for yet another day. The way that you feel on my lips and how you can engulf me in
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