Dennis Ernesto Ruiz

Idle

it has been raining for sometime
here, we lie on my bed
i touch...
i feel...
i hold you in my arms.
i smell your hair.
i press my lips on your ears...
...on your nape.
and we sleep,
you in my warmth.

the universe recreates itself
while we lie, here,
idle.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 7, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, August 5, 2006

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