pook's lullaby
somewhere?,careful placement within the eveningquiet was my abduction.the doings of slumber.
the last i recall?,giving a great big huge hug
to the pillow for holding captive the
beautiful fragrance your body is.sharing your absence.
when i awoke,aware of the tears drowning out
such sweet scent,i did witness the
evaporation of my crying.a manifestation of
an enthusiastic anticipation for your soon again presence.
a bounty to the detainment of that aromatic youness.
and the comforter looks to be challenge to the pillow
for said such entrapment.it depends on the weather.
tyke
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