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Sleeping lady

Breathing softly

Pink dry lips await a wet lick from her lavishing tongue.

Eyes moving sharply, twisting and dancing
as her mind unravels the days of events that’s done.

Strands of hair so perfectly combed before she lay undressed
in the safety of her home.

One hand under the cloudy white pillow
as the other couples her smooth prudent breast.

Mutters a word that sounds familiar
dreaming away as reality becomes unfamiliar.

Turns and changes position without permission
her body numb, to the sound of my deluded patterns of thinking,

will she awake to see my yawn

she’s already gone.

I turn the light off and join her on this journey
to a future I saw before we arrived in this moment of encapsulating some.

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david irvine

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