Pre Dawn
Again.
Icy, heat.
drunk in sharing love.
We are here full circle.
No numbers glow
in this dark night.
It is a timeless clock.
Undivided.
Her sleep is sweet.
The windows to her soul
have the shades drawn.
A home.
Her arms encircle
her body like those of a child
holding her blanket.
Security.
We circle this perimeter.
Radial repetition.
though geometry confuses.
Disarms.
Each night I leave her
for smoking and tea.
Completing the circle.
Forever.
So we are here full circle
drunk in sharing love.
Melting to dreams
Again.
Posted by The Emotional Orphan @ 4 May 2011
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