Early Morning Musings

It comes in waves
this sleep, like lightning
pulsing in moments
cut into sections
behind dark curtains
the glow climbs through
I tear them open
to find you
still here
slowly I sink back in
no pulsing, no clockwork
just the beating
just the moving
falling
rising
falling

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12 responses to “Early Morning Musings

  1. A poem straight from teh twilight fog.
    Loved it!

  2. This was awesome, Nicole! I’m pinging this.

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