Raise the stakes
bit by bit
Gambles either
peter out or pay off
Roll the dice
Call black or red
Roll the dice
Let's give it a go
Waking from a dream into a warm bed
Sounds of the city that has awoken
are scattered from moment to moment
You are still asleep
I listen to you breathe
Watching the morning light on your skin
Perfect
Only now
This moment eternal
Restlessness of desire
Oh how my fondness
has increased in measure
An embrace
A touch
Retreading cliche
Is there some truth to it
Perhaps
Morning
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