Breakfast and what I dream of.
Perfect Fit
When I fell asleep your mouth was here
on my arm. Now it is here on my neck.
Fingertips touch your cheek,
flushed and warm from our body heat.
Earl grey steam breaks into my dreams.
Honey, cream, and citrus fruit.
Warm feet meet icy tile.
Grey eyes meet green.
Untainted morning silence
shared over tea and fruit,
is boundless in explanations
and deeper than words.
Stares of grey into green-
Green into grey-
Speak of mouths, fingerprints,
mornings, nights.
Perfect Fit
When I fell asleep your mouth was here
on my arm. Now it is here on my neck.
Fingertips touch your cheek,
flushed and warm from our body heat.
Earl grey steam breaks into my dreams.
Honey, cream, and citrus fruit.
Warm feet meet icy tile.
Grey eyes meet green.
Untainted morning silence
shared over tea and fruit,
is boundless in explanations
and deeper than words.
Stares of grey into green-
Green into grey-
Speak of mouths, fingerprints,
mornings, nights.
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I'm glad you like my pictures! I would really like to see some of your stuff too.
I hope your dream comes to fruition, and what a beautiful dream to be realized