The ebb and flow of
sleep washes over me.
Stirrings of dreams
float in the darkness,
but I feel myself searching.
I become aware of light
as I feel your presence,
feel the soft touch of you,
like a warm current
that enfolds me.
I awake to a fluid rush
and smile,
the taste of you lingering
on my lips.
Author notes
Option 1.
Prompt: Picture
Picture Credit: http://azurylipfe.deviantart.com/art/Rumours-102492340
30 - 60 Words ONLY
A contest entry
- It's Quickie Time.. ! You Interested? by Sweet Impatience.
1200 points, ended November 5, 2008, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Critical Comments Always Welcome but I Won't Turn Down Fluffy One's Either :D
Comments
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oooooh, me like every word of this! Well written and you deffenetly deserved that shiny one
Best of luck!
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Sensually endearing piece you have penned
Awaken to the touch
Congratulations on the bronze
Best wishes
Julie
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this poem has a nice gentle feel to it.. one that I could just melt into. I would love to be in a dream just like this one. the imagery that your words have created are simply amazing.
good luck
kat
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I love where you took this - exquiste best of luck in the contest
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Is that what the dream is saying? I love the way she wakes to the taste lingering on her lips. That's always a wonderful way to awaken.
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Wow! What a lovely poem and an amazing take on the picture! This poem is definitely worthy of a trophy. Well done and best to you in the contest
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