Lying there, on waking,
the dawn sky is a blaze
of charcoal, cherry-red and gold.
A daily-changing marvel
to be shared with someone else,
but without you there is no-one.
Lying there, on waking,
the radio plays softly -
Vivaldi, Delius, Mozart,
stirring the soul sometimes to tears
and crying to be shared with someone else,
but without you there is no-one.
Lying there, on waking,
my body stirs at the memory
of your warmth and closeness
and the beauty of our sharing
now perforce deferred,
for without you there is no-one.
A contest entry
- i miss you. by jayyniecakes..
400 points, ended April 13, 23 entries
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Comments
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wow, this was so full of imagry, i can picture the dawn sunlight coming up. Its beautiful. Your very talented. welcome to the finalists.
Kaycee
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Kaycee
Thankyou for your very complimentary comments, your welcome, and your generous applause.
Best wishes from 'down-under'.
Shenton
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