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Cherry

By socialeaf

Mon, 01 Jul 2019
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Curled into opposing

fallow crescents;

 

the lamp on my side

of the bed:

 

on, as a

lighthouse

for passion asea

perhaps.

 

As I think

myself into

insomnia,

 

as time slows

while the clock

speeds up,

 

I hear your

breathing become

 

slow and honest,

slow and honest.

 

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Comments

Submitted by lenchenelf on

7th line, small typo, Like your brevity.

best

L

 

Submitted by onemorething on

This is lovely; I like the lamp on as a lighthouse and the clever repetition of 'slow and honest breathing'. 

 

Submitted by london_calling79 on

Your poetry always hits the spot. Great final refrain.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

enjoyed reading very much. I get insomnia, and time slowing while the clock speeds up is so true. The thought that sleep is honest, no trickery as when awake is very interesting too

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

Thank you Di_Hard. There was a period of time where I quite literally forgot how to fall asleep; the mind plays some mean tricks!