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Sweet Slumber
I woke to the twining of fingers
snaking beneath warm blankets
following the arching of my leg
risen slightly
gliding curves
dividing valleys
in search of rivers.
warm breezes burrow
kissing through locks of autumn
whispering I love you
as we lay
bodies pressed and curled
twined and penetrating
drifting off together
I think
how much I love when you come home late
snaking beneath warm blankets
following the arching of my leg
risen slightly
gliding curves
dividing valleys
in search of rivers.
warm breezes burrow
kissing through locks of autumn
whispering I love you
as we lay
bodies pressed and curled
twined and penetrating
drifting off together
I think
how much I love when you come home late
Published 20th Sep 2016
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20th Sep 2016 6:22pm
Welcome to the fold. Hope you enjoy the Deep. 😊 I love the warmth of this soft, sensual poem. It certain captures the mood of Autumn settling in......very passionate.
I'm sure I will love it. There seem to be some really talented people here. I love to read poetry and yes, I enjoy the deep! ;) Thank you for your kind comment. Many blessings.
