Pink lips whisper “good morning,” manicured

nails stroke my hips. I breathe in and exhale

slowly while blue eyes kiss me awake. Sweet

Sunday comes once a week, and I marvel

at the sight of her blessings. Cool sheets shed

Shade, wonderland willows through the red walls

and faint peace prays where our bodies are laid.

Ecstasy is embodied in those e-

ternal mornings, and the sweet surrender

of our souls makes the entire week worth



Welcome to the empty recesses of my mind! I'm a recent college graduate realizing a Creative Writing degree was a bad idea. Give me a pity like. Or you could check out the about sections (on the front page and about this author page) on my blog to learn a little more about me. Whatever.

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