![]() Introduction: “We be light, we be life, we be fire! We sing electric flame, we rumble underground wind, we dance heaven! Come be we and be free!” ~ Kate Griffin A Blue Sunday She wakes to a Sunday morning; sky’s a brilliant cobalt blue Peeking through the bedroom window fresh, dewy and new she’s feeling warm, blissful almost perfect it seems Recalling moments in their tie, its taste, fit; gentleness found in dreams Turning, there he sleeps, she’s in love or maybe lust; understand. To this man, with this man that lays on her side, next her left hand © Copyright by Diana Mary Sharpton all right reserved need to revitalize Sugar....xxx Diana Mary Sharpton ~ Poetry & Photography ©All Rights Reserve 2017 Contact: DianaMSharpton@Gmail.com
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Diana Mary Sharpton“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” Categories
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