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The Essence of Morning

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POETRY – WEEKLY PROMPT #141; RDP – FILM

Slumber releases me as the glow of the serene sun caresses my face.
Let us lay back for a while longer before we have to move.
Gently, I stroke your hair, listening to the city’s awakening commotion
Your head on my chest, your breathing lures me to the edge of slumber

I’m careful not to move, not to wake you

Your head falls to your favorite spot; the space between
my chest and stomach as you pull the blanket tight.
Your breathing shallows; Your sleep deepens
I exhale this one of those moments you see in film.

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Desert Moon

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POETRY – Memory from ANOTHER TIME

As strangers, we sat there
nervously seeking glances
smiling so hard until our jaws ached

At that moment, nothing was more real to me.
Our hearts, souls, and breathing fell into unison
We were aligned; we were one

Under the Desert Moon

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Truth be Told…

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Prose – Introspective

Truth be told, it was never about going to some show. It was about seeing your gorgeous smile and feeling those arms wrapped around me. It’s been a long couple of weeks, and they feel so good. I want to scream in the anguish of missing them, missing you, but these lips will never utter a word.

In that moment, I will let my guard down and allow the warmth of you to soothe me.

In that moment, I forget about being cool and allow myself to enjoy the feeling of holding a beautiful woman in my arms. I will be cognizant of the fact that she is allowing herself to be held.

Forgive me for being mushy, but I thought we were past the greasy kid’s stuff, and we were somewhere in the middle of something. I’m not sure where something is, not this, seriously?

Perhaps, we should do what grown folks do?

Grown folks sit down and have a conversation about the things that matter to one another. Whether or not we want to hear what is being said. We sit there and allow each other to voice our concerns until all that remains are long looks and easy smiles.

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