I hate to get up too; I wish that I
Could cuddle up and stretch my arms and lie
Beside you for at least a day or so
But we both need the money, we both know,
So we forego the love we'd love to make,
Being so much aroused while half-awake
Read this post. Another Damned Morning
I love the way you smile when half-awake
And curl your arms around me at daybreak
To try to hold me back from being gone,
At least until the morning news is on.
. . "Oh my God!" he hummed happily
I hate to get up too; I wish that I
Could cuddle up and stretch my arms and lie
Beside you for at least a day or so
But we both need the money, we both know,
So we forego the love we'd love to make,
Being so much aroused while half-awake
Read this post. Another Damned Morning
I love the way you smile when half-awake
And curl your arms around me at daybreak
To try to hold me back from being gone,
At least until the morning news is on.
. . "Oh my God!" he hummed happily
I hate to get up too; I wish that I
Could cuddle up and stretch my arms and lie
Beside you for at least a day or so
But we both need the money, we both know,
So we forego the love we'd love to make,
Being so much aroused while half-awake
Read this post. Another Damned Morning
I love the way you smile when half-awake
And curl your arms around me at daybreak
To try to hold me back from being gone,
At least until the morning news is on.
. . "Oh my God!" he hummed happily
Staying In Line