29 Aug 2012

Thursday Sun-Takes

the sheets won't let me go. try as the sun might to pull me to the morning, they will not let me go. because they too remember that dream - of me kissing her, of her kissing me, of us kissed and us both kissed by an endless endless sparkler-kiss, the heat from which will leave each sheet, and rise to the sun, rising this morning again on heat from a thousand cooling sheets.

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