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languid (mornin', Sweeting)

"for Sunday morning"

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mornin', Sweeting: 

dawn's faintest glow

sparrows chorus
a hint of contrails heard
in their unseen wake

eyes closed
denied, the day
and conjured, invoked

at the lightest touch
a whisper
of sueded silk and soft cottons

warm, sacred breath
sweet bed-scent
stretching, turning

into my velvet pillow
I breathe in
where lately you lay

- kmf (RedSonja)

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Written by RedSonja
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