Dreaming Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

Dreaming



Where is the father
of my imaginary children,
the unmet pieces
inside of me
calling from the future?
Where is the fire peaked
orgasm of love?
Mould you my children
slumbering lover
of unconscious distance ….
let us unite.

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I lost my man to a painted lady
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Sally Plumb Plumb

Sally Plumb Plumb

Haverhill Suffolk England
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