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2006-03-27 18:21:34 ET

On Certain Nights ~ 10-3-01

On certain nights
When I am lying awake,
in bed...alone...
sheets virgin white
ceremoniously starched, pressed,
stretched and tugged flat
coolly caressing me.
I think of you.

Even though,
I donít yet know you.

I think of you and
you come.
You come...
delving into me.
I only know you
by the spastic little
spasms that make you
shudder as you dip into me.
Your fingers -
memorizing my every
curve.
My fingers -
coming alive -hypersensitive-
as I encircle you.

We tango in liquid motion;
The choreographerís wet dream
goes on for hours
wrinkling starched sheets.
Even our breathing
puffing perfectly
in sync.

Moonlight finds us
entwined...exhausted...
you singing softly,
lullabies in my ear;
me drifting off to dreams.

On certain mornings
When I awake,
in bed...alone...
sheets virgin white
ceremoniously pressed, starched,
stretched and tugged flat
coolly caressing me.
I donít yet know you
so I consent to dream
a little while longer.


2006-03-27 18:28:14 ET

as a rule I ignore poetry entries but for some reason this one caught my eye.


very nice. I will have to look more closely from now on

2006-03-27 18:31:28 ET

Well thank you for looking. I appreciate it. :o)

2006-03-27 18:39:27 ET

I ignore video game entries

2006-03-28 05:50:38 ET

to each his own matt ;)

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