He wakes up next to her on the same sheets
Her bare back is turned against him,
sunlight glistening on her cinnamon skin.

He smiles, letting his fingers make light trails
along her spine...
Lingering on her waist,
down her curvy hips
Tracing the stretchmarks
that she didn't want him to see the night before.

She gently moves, tickled by
a story that his lips are writing right there
- on the white patches and lines
That makes her ass truly unique.

She wakes up giggling,
-- adored, explored, and yes -- loved
by his tongue, and his lips,
in his warm embrace
this beautiful Saturday morning.