It's Sunday Morning by Kaylee (hardest books to read .txt) 📖

It's just a usual sunday morning.
But at the same time, it's no usual sunday morning at all.
I am lying in bed, still too tired to open my eyes.
But my senses are already awake.
I can feel his arms around me,
smell the light traces of his perfume on his warm skin.
His breath carresses my hair...
I feel save.

Text: This is just the beginning of my text, because I am still trying to improve the rest (I always want to have everything absolutely perfect), so you can look forward to the next parts ;-)
Publication Date: 10-10-2008

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Dedication:
... dedicated to my boyfriend...