Reading In Bed
Languid and luscious wet
like watercolors I lay near
pillows seeking words
in a writer’s space riding
the story coursing
with compassion freely I drop
the book crested crimson
melts into hot rose petals soft
and succulent rising
into you falling into you
Copyright © Gayle Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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