The Morning After


“Good morning Beautiful, how was your night? Mine was wonderful with you by my side. And when I open my eyes to see your sweet face, it’s a good morning, beautiful day”.

This morning, I got my hair in a mess, my face beaming with no makeup, my clothes everywhere in the room (I have no remembrance of how they came off – don’t blame me). I was just a hot mess this and when the alarm went off, my body ached in all the right places.

It’s indeed a good morning and I’m beautiful 😉


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