Good morning my dear
good morning this is your warning
we lie still as the sun shines
I begin to stretch as my energy begins to rise
I look into your eyes
But your dream keeps them closed...
A story only you know...
But she senses his touch and turns around, her eyes on him
They share a grin and what shall begin?
Author: Axel H Pantelmann
July 10,2022
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem