Like Sunday Kind Of Love

I woke up early this morning
and slipped my hand under her nightie,
caressing her gently, softly.

She woke up feeling my touch
and glided her hand down my belly,
finding me all aroused, she pressed

her legs against mine
and said mumblingly:
"Good morning, love

I don’t want to get out of bed,
it’s Sunday today. Let’s make love
like Sunday kind of love."