Waking Is Ours

Posted on June 5, 2015 by

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I have entered

So many nights

With you

Entrusted my sleep

To your closed eyes

Accepted your heat

Under shared blankets

Buried my head

In the pillows

of your absence

Your scent is mine

Waking is ours

unmade_bed

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43 Comments on “Waking Is Ours”

  7. I think you’re right about it being staged. Never the less, quite a nice picture.

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  9. Wonderful poem. I love the photo at the top. Is that someone famous?

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  18. They told me I was too dense to understand poetry. But I understood this. And then I fell in love with it too. I guess they did not know how poetry was supposed to be.

    These lines are beautiful, with an even more beautiful after taste.

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  22. “Entrusted my sleep To your closed eyes”… “Buried my head
    In the pillows of your absence”… WOW! Beautifully put! Loved it!

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  27. Very sensual, Elan, like French would say, Oh là là. 🙂
    But also spiritual and reminds me of a quote by Rumi: “Poetry can be dangerous, especially beautiful poetry, because it gives the illusion of having had the experience without actually going through it.”
    Enjoying your creativity.

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