All made up
sheets fresh
Quilted spread
fluffy pillows
Love is like that
at times
Dreamy pieces
fresh and
all made up
Before
being slept in
***
Slipping in between
warmth and
smooth embraces
Sowing seeds
of dreams
Dirtying the sheets
and
fluffing pillows
Love goes on -- doubly made.
I find this very homey somehow. Double beds were meant for two at their most vulnerable best.
wow, great contrasts, great imagery. 'Slipping in between warmth and smooth embraces Sowing seeds of dreams Dirtying the sheets' This poem is wonderfully observant of human nature. It reminds us how love is much neater, more perfect when it is still in our imaginations: romantic; and the more real it becomes, messier for sure, but more human, and deeper.
A double bed..............two bodies and single soul.............Good Write............
yeh a beutiful compostion indeed. Every night sleeping on my queen size bed but never given a serious thought just taken it for granted. -10 anjali
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We have alot of fun along the way though yes? This is soft by nature and all so true All the best Love duncan X