Morning Dream

Very early on a Monday morning 
Just before the morning salute
With pillow between the thighs
And head with blank wonders 
Dreamt of her in miles
The unknown colour of light
That would shine joy to this heart...
The cock crowed as I stumble upon life again
I smirked and wondered why not dream of success 
Then I remember the end game is happiness.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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