photo by Lauren Naylor © http://www.lnaylor.com/ |
cold early Spring spilling in through
the window I insisted on leaving open...
look at you, remember
who fell fast asleep
after chasing
and tasting
your divine words
and there you were
chasing noon behind blinds
you're unfurled
over covers
I slide spoon
still sticky
steal into
your warm
wade to sleep
wait for you
to wake me
aching
again
like me
because
I can't fall
asleep lying
next to you
EJR ©
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