As I Wake
written by: Lee Dunn
@66human
My hands cup the nape of your neck,
thumb the tawny silk of your hair.
Your ears of cockleshell.
The fine bones of your collar.
Lashes flutter on lips.
Laughter,
then the quiet shallow breath.
The daring unvoiced question in your eyes.
Shall we?
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