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sleep
Contributed by
lnnie
on
Saturday, 13th December 2008 @ 08:09:38 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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she lay sleeping like Beauty awaiting a kiss.
Leaning close I feel the warmness of her breath, her eye lids fluttering occasionally in butterfly sleep; up they flick and down again to pause and then flutter again.
The shoulders bare below spaghetti straps, the neck in its curvature roll across the shoulders where it meets that rounded curve atop the arms peak.
The collar's place swoops away to right and left before floating down to that space above her breasts where a slow breath gives the topography of rolling hills.
Can there be here heavens' heights from these gentle upward slopes; up toward that crimson mouth topped by haired piled high arrayed on the pillow-scape cloud like?
Can it be the cheeks are mountain flanks kissed summer red by my mouth?
I have not more of wealth or need than to lie here and watch you sleep the sleep that lovers sleep heavenly; complete
and notice how my adorning eyes become sugar plums dancing.
Copyright ©
lnnie
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2008-12-13 20:09:38] (Date/Time posted on
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