Pillow Talk
hugging its soft
molded bosom, head
dived into sleep
tossing and turning
in summer’s heat
riptide of desires
caught in its throes
waves of ecstasy rose
and fell rhythmically
morning chorus
moored craft back
to pier’s of reality
Originally Published: June 12, 2011
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