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While morning is coming

As I’m walking through the Airport I’m trying to slow down to write you one sentence or two while you are asleep.

Maybe it’s not much, but all I can do in this moment is let you know that I would rather be near you to wake you with long kisses and smell of coffee while morning is coming.

Maybe it’s not much but all I can do in this moment is let you know I would rather be near you to leave me breathless with your smile as I’m making breakfast for two while morning is coming.