She was standing in the kitchen preparing to boil eggs for breakfast, wearing only the T-shirt that she normanlly slept in.
As I walked in almost a wake, she turned and said softly, you've got to make love to me this very moment,
My eyes lit up and I thought, I'm either still dreaming or this is going to be my lucky day.
Not wanting to lose the moment, I embraced her and then gave it my all; right there on the kitchen table.
Afterwards she said, "thanks", and returned to the stove, her T-shirt still around her neck;
A little puzzeled, I asked, "What was that all about?"
She explained, "THE EGG TIMER'S BROKEN
Morning Loving
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