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a moan from the bedroom
dawn
marketa coming out of a dream
sheet and comforter thrown aside
nightgown
twisted up around her waist
a bad dream she says
it's okay i say
standing over her
i am transfixed by the nudity
by the rhythm
of her breathing as the dream falls away
as she settles back into sleep
i am yet transfixed
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2024-07-06 at 14:45
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