when you woke me up
as you close your warm lips around my throbbing, swollen, aching head, you bring your hand up my shaftthe sun shines brightly behind a glass wall of windows. the beams of light shower onto the bed, you laying there, next to me. neither of us wearing a stitch of clothing. your right arm is draped over my chest, and a white sheet flung over both of us, covering a bit of my mid section, and more of you. four intertwined feet enjoying the glowing light of day at the other end of the bed... your eyes open, slowly, but you smil...