Tag: bed
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Good Night Dad
The sounds of snoring In a three part harmony I am the only audience The tickets are free Whooping wings fluttering Birds of prey The wind whistling past a closed window All I recount the totality of my day Hidden sun Glistening moonlight Covering a body Once soaked in sweat from running outside A midnight…
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Call Me Sunshine
I am a chocolate sunrise floating over still land A part of God’s divine plan People regard me as beautiful but fail to understand… That my existence is not equated to the abundance of man Pull out your paint brush and stroke… The deep, broad curves…
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