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Midnight wakings

4:00 AM

By Dame CassPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Midnight wakings
Photo by Andrew Seaman on Unsplash

As my hands clutch the fuzzy fur lined blanket

in the darkness that is 4:00am

the gentle sound of breath whispers from my lovers lips

as I wander to the window to catch the arrival of the morning dew as its scent passes through my nostrils to my lungs

I sip in the luke warm sweet and tangy lemonade left over from last nights snack upon the table and head back to bed.

Stream of Consciousness

About the Creator

Dame Cass

How would I describe myself in 200 characters or less? Woman survivor of life currently, Visionary in the midst of pandemonium, full of cupcakes and covered in Cosplay…….. um did I mention my poetry and art.

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  • Testabout a year ago

    fantastic, am in love with your poems seriously... so pure

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