Kendricke Posted January 6, 2004 Report Share Posted January 6, 2004 I hear her yawn tired and comfortable and secure with me The morning's still dark but awakening I pull myself out of sleep and help myself to standing She reaches for my arm and I hesitate Smiling I look at her eyes, still drowsy from the night I hesitate Smiling Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted January 6, 2004 Report Share Posted January 6, 2004 Smiles and passes him a Smurf. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kendricke Posted January 6, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 6, 2004 Sorry Law, Smurfs are no longer on the menu. We'll talk soon. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yuki Kokoro Posted January 7, 2004 Report Share Posted January 7, 2004 This is sweet, I liked the sleepy warm tone. For me the expression of this soft gentle love is just as powerful, often even more so, than a traditional love poem. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Merelas Posted January 7, 2004 Report Share Posted January 7, 2004 Ooh, I like. I especially liked the way that it started having a winding down feel, as the stanzas get smaller, less and less syllables, until the end. It was very enjoyable. I do hope you continue to post here, Ken. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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