Open Poetry #8 |
Comfort |
Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
She sleeps Soft whispers of her breath Anoint the room That held sounds of passion. How she sleeps Not far from me If attempted to move away She collapses closer. Her heat radiates More from her heart This, called love, is she As she sleeps smiling. |
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juliet_2u Senior Member
since 2000-07-23
Posts 1125North Carolina |
Michael, very lovely work. Enjoyed it very much. Juls |
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