From: pbj@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: one last ditch
Date: Sat Jul  2 10:56:05 1994


i wrote this fairly recently and i hope somebody gets something out of it

The chill of morning air
Surrounds me.
My sleepless eyes,
smile down on
you.
I light my cigarette,
and pause to smoke.
To bring in the sweetness.
You pull me gently closer,
as I turn 
and tell you how
I love youy.
Two lips touching.
Life blood exchanged.
Your mouth tastes
sweetly of wine and 
sweat.
I curl up next to you
Warmth and skin,
between us, 
shared.

I sleep for hours
pulled to your chest
and wake with sunlight
on my face
As I turn to see
your sleeping form
I smile at my 
own joke
and ponder
how to wake
you.

    - mirrors
        _ (c) 1994 aweburning