Just a moment.... Prose poem ... Thoughts series ....

Motionless,

I lay in the living room floor,

While waning life moments bore my mind,

As half close eyes,

Watch movement on the TV

Out of the corner of my eye,

I watch her body slowly crawl up to mine,

Then gingerly spoon into me

As my arms move across her breast,

And slowly pull our bodies into one,

Life boring moment is dissipated,

By her simple jester of love

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Still .... Prose poem

Your head,

lies,

On my chest,

While, 

Whispers,

Of silent words,

Fill our ears,

With, 

The absence of words

Tenderness

Of,

Flesh, 

Against flesh,

Sooth, 

Our minds,

As, 

Unspoken words 

Of endearment,

Floats,

From our souls

A thousandth 

hugs,

A thousandth 

kisses,

A thousandth 

times,

We have spoken about the word,

But, 

On this day,

While, 

Basting in the morning light,

As, 

Our bodies lay united,

No, 

Words are spoken,

No, 

Words are whsipered,

Because, 

We have no reasons to articulate,

A single vowel,

Mouth, 

A single noun, 

Speak, 

A single conjunction,

Or adjective

We just need to lay still, 

And listen, 

To the soft rhythm,

Of our heartbeats,

While basking, 

In the moment of being in love...

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