This is how I wake:
your face at the foot of the bed
the colour of honey
a safe haven for first steps.
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Really thought the imagery in this one was very effective and beautiful…loved the tone and flow of the poem.
Thanks slp. It is a beautiful image I wake to each morning…
magical, unfolding to the eye in granular texture, like dawn filtering in, and feels like fabric pieces sewn together into a warm quilt
such a beautiful comment tipota… thank you!
Hi Graham, this is really beautiful, very vivid. Love the colour.
Thanks Brooke… the little moments of truth always have the best colour.
what is love without tenderness 😀
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