Life In Addition To Dreams
Not asleep
with your arm
laying over my chest.
The stackers of
moments play a
symphony of muscle and bone.
I stay too long
on my hip and turn
to get my back on the bed.
Reminders
from the interior distance
decorate the night.
Copyright © Don Schaeffer | Year Posted 2012
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