Pillow Talk


I awaken and reach out for something i’ve not yet held.

There comes a time when a cool pillow can no longer suffice after a long night alone.

Even so, I smile.

 

Although distant in this instant,

our paths are converging

and these inner energies are surging.

 

I wonder if she felt the same as she arose and washed her sweet sunlit face.

 

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