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morning would

sleep snuggles and life sighs
eyes slow adjust awake
disoriented sense
euphoric abandon
gathered surroundings clear
slicked heat liquid slipped lips
beckon moan and sun rise
unslumbered discovered
imagination there
beneath linen bare skinned
loving low deeply touch
pleasures comely downing

projectile spewing thoughts

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  • individuality gold member
    September 10

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    a good poem penned with a fine pen, ah i love my sleep times, it is the waking up bit that really bugs me, i try and stay alseep but it never lasts for long, sadly, oh well, there is always beer when awake. well some days there is.

  • trickshot
    September 10

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    Wow this really described waking up, at least to me "euphoric abandon gathered surroundings clear," perfect love it..."beckon moan and sun rise, then un-slumbered discovered," yea love it. Then your imagination starts running wild, I know how it is, sometimes it gets too wild...all of that euphoria you can feel slipping away you have to extend it as long as you can....


    • cheaphotelsign
      September 10
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      thanks...
      it is kinda out there, abstract...which
      most of my stuff is...
      and its hard to tell, but this write
      involves two people...lol
      thanks again for reading


  • Griswold
    September 9

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    Well, that wood be something to wake up to I am sure. I don't think it matters that a dream might have been interrupted does it? Write, write, write... Break the floodgates open and spew more thoughts. Scott

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