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That Special Fish

Glancing out the window,
both people in their pj’s
Looking at the snow fall from the trees to the ground,
Inside, enjoying the warmth of his room.
I laided there, waiting for him,
He comes in with a smile on his face,
coffee in his right hand and hot white mocha in the other.
He jumps in bed
Grabs me tight in his arms
falls on a button,
Trey Songz plays on the stereo,
the sunlight glares fiercly in the room,
sets the mood, for relaxation.
Window cracked
slowly cold air brushes against my skin
his warmth covers my flesh,
his sheets like an ocean flows everywhere,
i climb onto a pillow
he dunks into the ocean of softness,
I laugh as I smell Mr Snuggles
we both look up
trying to find that special fish (the remote)
both target it,
both laughing, he smacks me with a pillow,
i kick him off the bed
and win the remote,
he gets up.
Kiss me
he speaks, no I thought,
to late. he took a kiss from me and snag the remote,
I win, he cheers
I just looked, while holdin the batteries.
No I win!

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