. . a song before sleeping . .
By NikesRain
sweet
mockingbird
sing me one more song tonight
make another
star filled morning
last a moment longer
in the
dream of his weight
pressed so perfectly against my back
his arm wrapped with tenderness
around my waist
as if he needs me that close
to find solace in sleep
the night seems
to enfold
almost as if to remind me
hes only a gasp
away
tucked within my heartbeat
flowing in my every
breath
vibrant in my thoughts
but i need one
more song
to almost make him here
where he should
be
sing once more my sweet bird
so i can drift off
knowing
time moves us ever closer
to being so complete
once again
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On Thursday, April 26, 2012, OLd SouL
(734) wrote:
You always write with a delicate whisper, something so soft and tender. :)
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On Thursday, April 5, 2012, FadedBlues
(2169) wrote:
...a romantic request...until his return, the song & the beauty remain in your heart & in your poem...
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On Thursday, April 5, 2012, dwells
(4285) wrote:
I think I'll go to bed now and listen for that mockingbird to sing. Sweet dreams as always, thanks.
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On Thursday, April 5, 2012, blue
(1454) wrote:
Always, always....your writing falls so softly, with such sincere weight upon me, a real and resounding cry from atop the heart's high rim; I cannot but feel, truly feel the vibrations echo through my bloodpassages as they make their way longingly into heartspace, resting finally upon my own lofty ledgings........ Sama. Aishteru. Zutto. ~b