Light Lunch

Strewn across the room is evidence of a kiss good morning that lasted until nearly noon.

An honest attempt to get dressed and out the door turned into a steamy shower and several small piles of clothes scattered carelessly.

Your cheeks color when you think of your half-hearted attempt to continue to prepare for work while your lover peeled each layer from your body.

You lay wrinkled sheets and watch as your lover comes back to bed with a delicious tray of meats and cheeses to nourish your bodies before your true hunger sparks once more.

What could have been so distracting that you missed breakfast?

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