And when nights dreams are finished
When sun comes breaking through
My lips will still be famished
For a loving taste of you
When dreaming time has passed it's prime
When sunlight hides it's goal
I raise my head from lonely bed
Reach for my kindred soul
Then with a smile he will return
In veiled attempt to shadow
The morning light that fades the night
As if nothing else much matters
I lie in comfort , earth bound...
As thoughts of midnight fly
When he'll return to ease that burn
Then kiss awake my eyes.
...mm... that morning-after feeling!! Agree with La Belle - delicately balanced and serene, and yet intense with alive passion! This is how we should awake every day!! A true window of the soul, Susan. Thank you. Kate x
Excellent work, Susan. I see the afternoon jaunt through the forgiving forest done plum wore you out…lol. Fantastic poetry and picture perfect, Poet. Bravo!
Shirine McVey discovers that twenty years of her life have elapsed since she went to sleep in a hotel room in El Paso, Texas. And worse, she is married to a man she doesn't know.
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