Sunday, August 18, 2013

Touch Me In The Morning



your body stirs
the mattress dips
between wake and sleep
you find me

moving back
into your open arms
two puzzle pieces
the perfect fit

there we lie
becoming one
our breaths regulating
as sleep reclaims us

10 comments:

  1. That's lovely and I've tried taking photos of "a bed" several times without success. You nailed it. Thanks for all your kind messages about PP. She's hanging on, so I'll take it. I've had several snuggles over the past few nights-and this verse sort of reminds me of that.

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  2. ahhh you got to love those early morning times just being together in the bed and letting the world wake up around you...a very warm place...smiles.

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  3. so soft and sweet and romantic... sigh...

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  4. That dream-like state, between "wake and sleep" - you have captured the beauty of that togetherness in your words and image.

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    1. Thanks Brenda, dream-like describes perfectly that state between wake and sleep.

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  5. Oh this is beautiful. I love the sensuality, and I feel myself breathing to the rhythm of your poem.

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    1. Thanks Mary, what a lovely comment.

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  6. one breath
    between the sheets
    and time
    the heat
    of where we lie

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