By Dave Goodman HailEris@hotmail.co
Date: 17 November 2000
A morning in the sun
A morning in the sun
Where we lay so long ago
Early risen so we might sleep
In each other’s arms.
Dust motes danced
Past my lazy eyes
As I took a breath
Of your lilac scented hair
And so we lay in chaste embrace
As the morning waxed and waned
Until your mother’s voice
Forced us awake again
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