Between Sleep And Wakefulness Poem by Esther Leclerc
Between Sleep And Wakefulness
Rising to the surface
of morning altitude
Often the awakening more
than just a little rude
Yet sometimes the moment's sweet
(and frequently not a little lewd) ...
Floating to billowy consciousness
this day, all soft and warm and nude
(Whoops, that last is not germane at
all, forgive me for a boob!)
Hugging pillow tightly to my
breast, the softness deep and good...
Join me in smashing down the alarm
as we drift back to limbo's mood
Slip away to that nether region
of freefall slowed and vision skewed
Cuddle up to what you wish, my
love, as rough reality we elude...
Esther, This is delicious, and sensuous and timeless in its description. Beautiful morning, warmly remembered. love, Allie XXXX
An awaking to the joys of sleep, well written and styled Love duncan X
Just five more minutes! Please! How well I know, you are a grand thinker Esther!
I love this time of the morning! ! Nothing bothers me and I feel so yummy! ! I liked this poem very much Esther. From a fellow prayer warrior Karen x
You certainly like your bed poetry, Esther...and why not :) Another titillating offering from you...keep em up...so to speak :) Jack.
Esther, I really enjoyed you cuddle up in lar lar land, my favorite place, but we do have to bounce in the mornings to get the job done, well I do anyway, I have the alarm screaming Radio One! A very sensuously clever piece indeed. Smiling at you, Tai
Sensual, funny, expertly composed. A grand write! t x
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I'm never very good at waking up, but you are very good at explaining it. Loved the part humour here, made it a light fluffy poem to read. Love Ernestine XXX