In the intimate hours of the morning <br />I feel you snuggle in to me <br />I bury my nose in your hair <br />Breathing in deep your scent <br />Hoping to make it last inside me <br /> <br />I listen to you breathing <br />And feel the softness of you <br />I can't believe you are mine <br />We knew in an instant that we were each other's love affair <br />You have comforted me <br />Delighted me <br />Stretched the tether of our connection <br />But we never broke <br /> <br />In the intimate hours of the morning <br />I smell your hair <br />And whisper <br />Please dont die<br /><br />Wanda Swim Strunk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-intimate-hours-of-the-morning/
