891 DECOTAGUE 03-01-2020

The view from my pillow
of her,
occupies my eyes
as she sleeps,
nude, beside me.
Her cleavage lingers –
just there,
draped in blue silk sheets,
inviting me to lose my way
in her deep and comforting valley.

I am awake,
and roused,
impatient to begin –

Some need
jangling alarms and coffee
for their morning rising!

All I need is this:
this expanding, settling, expanding
of her breathing,
inches from my lips,

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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