Beat, Rest
Would it be too much to request this of a morning;
Waking on the plains of your chest and drawing back
The blinds of your eyes, kissing your vision into existence?
Hiding from the insistent sunlight, seeking the calm and shade
Of your gaze.
Copyright © Annabelle Jane | Year Posted 2012
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