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Sep 2023
like little boys as they sleep
with lashes that sway
like a cradle in day
sweet like a bloom
over fluorescent moons
and arms tucked in as wings
floating on billowing pillows
top of box springs
lips of rose petal
where beads of pearls settle
gently pull apart
if this didn’t tug at my heart
then a sandy head facing heaven
puffing like leaven
with porcelain cheeks
and legs twisted in sheets
like fields of honey wheat
taking my breath
drifting me in caresses of lullaby
moistening my eyes!
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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