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the morning bed
Slowly, gently, I backhand life's crumbs from our monogrammed nest
then,
tenderly, softly air out our dreamer's quilt to let it
float
back
down
settling it to snuggle sweetly on our feather-bedded love.
I deftly plump and arrange our whispered nights
and now,
I wait
for my prodigal heart.
My
Favourite poem of yours! I love the way you have painted the words into my mind. With no effort at all, I am able to "see" the morning bed as if I were watching a HQ DVD!! I love the format too, the way the quilt
floats
back
down!!
Beautiful!