Quietly I roll from under your arm. I ease out of our love nest and gather my clothes and as I look on you I see the sweetest complexion of caramel and I just want to take a taste. Remembering all the passion from the night sets off alarms and brings shivers of pleasure. I need to exit before the sun rises. But you body seems to be calling me to stay. I hesitate as I contemplate how sweet it would be to make love to rising sun and the chirping birds. Wanting to leave becomes less and less of a desire, I just want to be held and loved a little more. You turn to see where I went and as your eyes reach mine the idea of an exit disappears. Can't get enough of that caramel loving.