Submissions by opalkoi

There is a beauty in an ummade bed
Sheets travelled by dishevelled dreams
Where the body embraced the welcoming arms
Of sleep and all her soul brings

Baby don’t make the bed ,
Let me lie in it instead
My head upon your pillow
All soft and nimble
Saturated in dreams and
Slobbery moonbeams

Here where the sacred scent of night
Lingers in the twines and folds
Where passion holds flesh and bones
Taste the morning on your skin
As the days dawns all ready

But baby don’t make the bed
Lets mess it up