Wednesday, 14 May 2014
Meeting Asleep
Tonight I know the first part
familiar now the trapezius.
Skin, muscle and tendon
but more, the sensation
of love beside my body
against my tired spirit
curled up by my soul
a fireside cat, content.
Just like coming home
to a first kiss of sorts
returning with my lips
just above the shoulder.
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