Jeffrey Philip Clegg

Rookie - 3 Points (09/12/1959 / Macon, Georgia)

In The Morning, When We Rise - Poem by Jeffrey Philip Clegg

I wake up and
you're
still asleep.

Your
breath reeks.

You
don't have any makeup on.

Your
hair is tousled
as though
you
stuck
your
finger in a
light socket.

A small damp spot,
on
your
pillow, indicates
you've
been drooling again.

You
make soft snorting sounds,
like a baby pig,
and
that's when I know:

I love
you

and that
you
are the most beautiful
woman
I've ever seen.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 20, 2005



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